MEMORY OF A FREE FESTIVAL

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Song Title
MEMORY OF A FREE FESTIVAL
Writers
Bowie
Publisher
Essex Music (Pty) Ltd.
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Territory Controlled
South Africa
Themes/Keywords
Balloon, Children, Fly, God, Heaven, Song, Summer, Sun
Lyrics
The children of the summer’s end
Gathered in the dampened grass
We played our songs and felt the London sky
Resting on our hands
It was God’s land
It was ragged and naïve
It was heaven

Touch we touched the very soul
Upholding each and ev’ry life
We claimed the very source of joy ran through
It didn’t but it seemed that way
I kissed a lot of people that day

Oh to capture just one drop of all the ecstasy that swept that afternoon
To paint that love upon a white balloon
And fly it from the toppest top of all the tops that man has pushed beyond his brain
Satori must be something just the same

We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes and saw machines of ev’ry shape and size
We talked with tall Venusians passing through
And Peter tried to climb aboard but the captain shook his head
And away they soared
Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud
Someone passed some bliss among the crowd
And we walked back to the road unchained

MEMORY OF A FREE FESTIVAL (Part 2)

The sun machine is coming down and we’re gonna have a party
Uh the sun machine is coming down
Oh the sun machine is coming down

Recordings

Recording Artist Genre Mood Arrangement Era iTunes
DAVID BOWIE Rock Atmospheric, Positive, Springlike Vocal 1960's Buy >

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