oh what a morning
coffee and bowie and chatting with friends
yesterday i sat under a tree and read a book for an hour
today i'll do the same
i have nothing but time
and the days of summer
here comes bowie
There is a happy land where only children live
You've had your chance and now the doors are closed sir, mr. grownup
Go away, sir
Boo, boo, boo, boo doop ...
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