Spaceman, Starman, Sony Walkman

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released August 29, 2016

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Track Name: Love Sings a Song Only You Can Hear
Love sings a song only you can hear and casts you into the wind.
Track Name: Can You Hear Me David Jones?
I Borrowed the clothes, I borrowed the roses
The Stardust Cowboy, never never so vain
A Side, B Side, flip it over
Needle to the start, again and again

Bought my ticket the other day
Waiting for the time to come around
Can you hear me David Jones?
You must be doing something right now

Spaceman, Starman, Sony Walkman
Only one paper left, and they’re all just the same
A Side, B Side, flip it over
Needle to the start, again and again

Bought my ticket the other day
Waiting for the time to come around
Can you hear me David Jones?
You must be doing something right now

A Side, B Side, flip it over
Needle to the start, again and again

Went to see The Thinker the other day
Paris in the Spring, you came around
I can see you David Jones
You’re doing what I’m doing right now

Can you hear me, David Jones?
You must be doing something right now

Can you hear me, David Jones?
Can you hear me, David Jones?

To the glory of a weirdo
To the edge of calamity
To facing the vanity
And to all the insanity
Can you hear me, Can you hear me, Can you hear me, David Jones?
Can you hear me, Can you hear me, Can you hear me, David Jones?
Track Name: The Widow Maker
I have been a Routemaster, I have been a Telecaster
I was Achilles’s spear, and the arrows at Agincourt
Still the frame of a Morgan car
Hidden underneath, not always the star

I could be a fishing rod, I could be a butcher’s block
A primitive bike or an old cartwheel
You could get a table made
From a single bough, and a single blade

His ash is a luxury, wood’s essential mystery
But as I turn to dust, my uses are now history
Ashes to ashes, disease in the heart of me
You grew up under an ash tree

I have kept your fires alight, kept you warm throughout the night
My blood is the Mead of Inspiration
I guided Scott to the South Pole
On bended frame, that was my role

His ash is a luxury, wood’s essential mystery
But as I turn to dust, my uses are now history
Ashes to ashes, disease in the heart of me
You grew up under an ash tree

Sometimes I’m known as the widow maker
The tree of life and the heart breaker
Beware my shadow, obey my lore
Fraxinus Excelsior

Now, not essential as I once was
I am just decoration, gilding to the fields
Your sylvan friend and charcoal core
But beware the Emerald Ash Bore

His ash is a luxury, wood’s essential mystery
But as I turn to dust, my uses are now history
Ashes to ashes, disease in the heart of me
You grew up under an ash tree