DAVID BOWIE - Seven
I forgot what my father said
I forgot what he said
I forgot what my mother said
as we layed upon your bed
A city full of flowers
a city full of rain
I got seven days to live my life
or seven ways to die
I forgot what my brother said
I forgot what he said
I don't regret anything at all
I remember how he wept
On a bridge of violent people
I was small enough to cry
I got seven days to live my life