Nite Flights Songtext
von David Bowie

There′s no hope
The moving has come true
The danger passing you
Turns its face into the heat
And runs the tunnels
It's so cold
The dark dug up my thoughts
The stitches torn and broke
The rotting fist you choke
Has hit the bloodline


Glass traps open and close on night flights
Broken legs, featherweight press the holes
See my love, we will be gods on night flights
With only one promise, only one way to fall

Glass traps open and close on night flights
Broken legs, featherweight press the holes
See my love, we will be gods on night flights
With only one promise, only one way to fall

On night flights
On night flights
On night flights
Only one way to fall
On night flights
On night flights
On night flights
Only one way to fall