A time when the Earth lost its Polarity, the Sun rose from the West. As the Sun climbed, a terrible fire filled all the lands. All the earthen pots shattered like glass, huge trees vaporized to ash. The ground trembled, and the mountains crumbled. Birds turned black from charr and fell from the sky like rain. Only a few of us from the village made it to the caves. For our Sun, turn pitch black for days. Walking in the darkness, shaking and crumbles of rock tapping down. Screaming and crying, no family to be found. Subterranean we become, fungus and roots we consume. Hair become skin, eyes turn black, for fire from the Sun wont let us go back...
Excellent!!!! Probably the best David Bowie song!!!!
This is true beauty.I love this sound RIP David Bowie RIP Dad.. I miss you
So beautifully sombre. Did Eno ever do a full LP in this vein as i consider this his best work. Definitely one for the commital at my funeral.
A time when the Earth lost its Polarity, the Sun rose from the West. As the Sun climbed, a terrible fire filled all the lands. All the earthen pots shattered like glass, huge trees vaporized to ash. The ground trembled, and the mountains crumbled. Birds turned black from charr and fell from the sky like rain. Only a few of us from the village made it to the caves. For our Sun, turn pitch black for days. Walking in the darkness, shaking and crumbles of rock tapping down. Screaming and crying, no family to be found. Subterranean we become, fungus and roots we consume. Hair become skin, eyes turn black, for fire from the Sun wont let us go back...