are you OK?
you've been shot in the head
and I'm holding your brains
the old woman said
so I drink in the shadows
of an evening sky
see nothing at all
the stars look so special
the snow looks so old*
a frail form is drifting
beyond the yoga-zone
time to question the mountain
why pigs can fly
it's nothing at all
I praise to you
nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
nothing ever goes
I praise to you
Bowie - Earthling - Seven Years in Tibet
*"the snow... is warm..."
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