Soul Love – David Bowie 

Stone love – she kneels before the grave

A brave son – who gave his life 

to save the slogans

That hovers between the headstone and her eyes

For they penetrate her grieving
New love – a boy and girl are talking

New words – that only they can share in

New words – a love so strong it tears their hearts
To sleep – through the fleeting hours of morning

Love is careless in its choosing 

Sweeping over cross a baby

Love descends on those defenseless 

Idiot love will spark the fusion

Inspirations have I none

Just to touch the flaming dove

All I have is my love of love

And love is not loving
Soul love – the priest that tastes the word and

Told of love – and how my God on high is

All love – though reaching up my loneliness 


By the blindness that surrounds him