Letter To Bowie Knife Songtext / Lyric

Everyday on my way home

The clouds would break

And the angels would sing their refrain



This world's an ungodly place

Strangled by vines unchaste

So with my shining blade of steel

I would cut a path wide



Dipped in the ink of the fight

Written clean through the night

Mark my words upon the front page

To set my vision straight






It's too late, it's too late

(It's too late)

It's too late, too late, too late

(It's too late)

Too late, it's too late, too late

(It's too late)

Too late



Just like I found it

My world is split right down the spine



Years bled dry, ripe for a reckoning

My blade's back slash beckoning

Slice my wounds

And I make the sign one more time



Come on, come on

Come home, come home

Yeah, it's too late, it's too late

(It's too late)

Too late, it's too late to refrain

(It's too late)

Refrain, it's too late



Did those angels ever sing?

Sliced my world in two