Radio 49 #2252 - Sunday, Sunday.....

Dit blijft toch wel 1 van mijn meest favoriete Bowie nummers....



I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly,
Just in time, at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest
Because it's you
that sets the test

So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear
The Thinker sits alone growing older
And so bitter

"I gave Them life
I gave Them all
They drained my very soul
...dry
I crushed my heart
to ease Their pains
No thought for me remains there
Nothing can They spare
What of me?
Who praised Their efforts
to be free?
Words of strength and care
and sympathy
I opened doors
that would have blocked Their way
I braved Their cause to guide,
for little pay

I ravaged at my finance just for Those
Those whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquility
Those who said a new world, new ways ever free
Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me"

I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly, just in time,
at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest, oh yes
Because it's you
that sets the test

So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sunrise stream
Flickers on me,
My friends talk
Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and God is just a word

"We had a friend, a talking man
Who spoke of many powers that he had
Not of the best of men, but Ours

We used him
We let him use his powers
We let him fill Our needs
Now We are strong

And the road is coming to its end
Now the damned have no time to make amends
No purse of token fortune stands in Our way
The silent guns of love
will blast the sky
We broke the ruptured structure built of age
Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage

Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers
Sons of dirt

Infiltrated business cesspools
Hating through Our sleeves
Yea, and We slit the Catholic throat
Stoned the poor
on slogans such as

'Wish You Could Hear'
'Love Is All We Need'
'Kick Out The Jams'
'Kick Out Your Mother'
'Cut Up Your Friend'
'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In the End'

And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above
And We Can Force You to Be Free
And We Can Force You to Believe"

And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain
For I once read a book in which the lovers were slain
For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain
It said:
"I believe in the Power of Good
I Believe in the State of Love
I Will Fight For the Right to be Right
I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right"

And I open my eyes to look around
And I see a child laid slain
on the ground
As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows
Ploughing down man, woman, listening to its command
But not hearing anymore
Not hearing anymore
Just the shrieks from the old rich

And I Want to Believe
In the madness that calls 'Now'
And I want to Believe
That a light's shining through
Somehow

And I Want to Believe
And You Want to Believe
And We Want to Believe
And We Want to Live
Oh, We Want to Live

We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live

I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live

I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live

Live
Live
Live

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Op maandag 15 januari 2018 21:56 schreef Isorden het volgende:
goedenavond

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Op maandag 15 januari 2018 21:57 schreef cafca het volgende:
Mooiste Bowie is onmogelijk, maar deze is wel mooi, ja

Is ook onmogelijk, maar deze staat eigenlijk altijd wel in mijn top 5

De emotie die hier in zit.... pffff.... altijd kippenvel.

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Op maandag 15 januari 2018 22:01 schreef cafca het volgende:

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Ik heb altijd 25 nummers die ik in mijn top 5 wil zetten....

Sowieso een onderschat album, dit.

Klopt, Letter To Hermione, Wildeyed Boy, eigenlijk het hele album wel

Maar zeker een album met vergeten pareltjes.

Was wel verbaasd dat dit nummer toen op 63 kwam in de Fok Bowie Top 100...

JBM, tegenwoordig Jesse Marchant... relatief onbekend... maar

I'm back to the sea
As the lights become weak
Pull down the blinds that shutter my life for a week
And the faces I see
The friends I don't keep
And the old folks that start dying in their sleep
And I wish I could speak to say something unique
To give you the comfort that you seek

Oh my love
In the ways that you need me I'm coming back but
Oh my love
It's the ways that you need me that make me want to run

And every time that I think that you find that I see
The distance I keep makes a poor judgen' fool out of me
Just like coming around to a part of your town that you've been
But every things changed from the lights to the houses to tree
But the smell is the same and it makes me remember your dreams

Oh my love
Gather your feet and start walking to the sun my love
Kill off your daemons before your heart turns into one

Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?
Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?
Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?
Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?
Is the pain that you need?

Dit nummer is zo

Op mn iPod in de auto, stond deze er altijd standaard op. Dit was 1 van 20 nummers ofzo die er gewoon echt nooit vanaf ging.

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Op maandag 15 januari 2018 22:11 schreef Isorden het volgende:
Estranged

Bazennummer
Die video destijds was ook gewoon geweldig....

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Op maandag 15 januari 2018 22:14 schreef Isorden het volgende:

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Zeker.

Heb inmiddels ook weer tijd me hier te vertonen....

Heb de 1e 2 weken van et nieuwe jaar ff 7 seizoenen van californication zitten bingen

Dat is een legitiem excuus. Californication

Heerlijke serie.

Land van duran Duran....

Wederom een ondergeschoven pareltje.

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Op maandag 15 januari 2018 22:27 schreef just me het volgende:
Hier geen storm

Stilte voor...

Heerlijk nummer tijdens het cruisen in de auto als het regent