Station to Station

The return of the Thin White Duke Throwing darts in lovers' eyes Here are we, one magical moment Such is the stuff, from where dreams are woven Bending sound, dredging the ocean Lost in my circle Here am I, flashing no color Tall in this room overlooking the ocean Here are we, one magical movement From Kether to Malkuth There are you, drive like a demon From station to station The return of the Thin White Duke Throwing darts in lovers’ eyes The return of the Thin White Duke Throwing darts in lovers' eyes The return of the Thin White Duke Making sure white stains Once there were mountains on mountains And once there were sunbirds to soar with And once I could never be down Got to keep searching and searching And oh, what will I be believing And who will connect me with love? Wonder who, wonder who, wonder when Have you sought fortune, evasive and shy? Drink to the men who protect you and I Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass high It's not the side-effects of the cocaine I’m thinking that it must be love It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European canon is near I must be only one in a million I won't let the day pass without her It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European canon is here Should I believe that I’ve been stricken? Does my face show some kind of glow? It’s too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It’s too late to be hateful The European canon is here, yes it's here It's too late, It's too late It’s too late, It's too late It's too late The European canon is near It's not the side-effects of the cocaine I'm thinking that it must be love It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European canon is here I must be only one in a million I won't let the day pass without her It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European canon is here, yes it's here Should I believe that I've been stricken? Does my face show some kind of glow? It's too late to be grateful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European canon is here, yes it's here It's too late, It's too late It's too late, It's too late It's too late The European canon is here