David Bowie "Eight Line Poem" lyrics

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Eight Line Poem

Tactful cactus by your windowSurveys the prairie of your roomMobile spins to its collisionClara puts her head between her pawsThey've opened shops down west sideWill all the cacti find a homeBut the key to the cityIs in the sun that pins the branches to the sky

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Taktični kaktus pored tvog prozoraIstražuje preriju tvoje sobePolagano se okreće prema tom sudaruClara stavlja glavu između njihovih šapaOtvorili su trgovine niz Zapadnu stranuHoće li svi kaktusi pronaći domAli ključ grada je uSuncu koje je pribodeno bodljama za nebo

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