David Bowie - Hours... - 1999

Track Listings:

Thursday's Child – 5:24
Something in the Air – 5:46
Survive – 4:11
If I'm Dreaming My Life – 7:04
Seven – 4:04
What's Really Happening? – 4:10
The Pretty Things Are Going to Hell – 4:40
New Angels of Promise – 4:35
Brilliant Adventure – 1:54
The Dreamers – 5:14

Personnel:

David Bowie: Vocals, Keyboards, 12 string acoustic guitar, Roland 707 drum programming.
Reeves Gabrels: Electric guitar and acoustic 6 and 12 string guitars, Drum loops and programming, Synth.
Mark Plati: Bass guitar, Acoustic & electric 12 string guitar, Synth and drum programming, Mellotron on "Survive"
Mike Levesque: drums
Sterling Campbell: Drums on "Seven", "New Angels of Promise" and "The Dreamers"
Chris Haskett: Rhythm guitar on "If I'm Dreaming My Life"
Everett Bradley: percussion on "Seven"
Holly Palmer: Backing vocals on "Thursday's Child"

David Bowie - Thursday's Child

All of my life I've tried so hard
Doing my best with what I had
Nothing much happened all the same

Something about me stood apart
A whisper of hope that seemed to fail
Maybe I'm born right out of my time
Breaking my life in two

(Throw me tomorrow, oh, oh)
Now that I've really got a chance
(Throw me tomorrow, oh, oh)
Everything's falling into place
(Throw me tomorrow, oh, oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
(Throw me tomorrow, oh, oh)
Only for you I don't regret
That I was Thursday's Child

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was

Sometimes I cried my heart to sleep
Shuffling days and lonesome nights
Sometimes my courage fell to my feet

Lucky old sun is in my sky
Nothing prepared me for your smile
Lighting the darkness of my soul
Innocence in your arms

Throw me, throw me

(Throw me tomorrow, oh, oh)
Now that I've really got a chance
(Throw me tomorrow, oh, oh)
Everything's falling into place
(Throw me tomorrow, oh, oh)
Seeing my past to let it go
(Yeah, throw me tomorrow, oh, oh)
Only for you I don't regret
That I was Thursday's Child

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was Thursday's Child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was Thursday's Child
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday born I was

David Bowie - Something In The Air

Your coat and hat are gone
I really can't look at your little empty shelf
A ragged teddy bear
It feels like we never had a chance
Don't look me in the eye

We lay in each other's arms
But the room is just an empty space
I guess we lived it out
Something in the air
We smile too fast
Then can't think of a thing to say

Lived with the best times
Left with the worst
Danced with you too long
Nothing left to save

Let's take what we can
I know you'll hold your head up high
We've raged for the last time
A place of no return

And there's something in the air
Something in my eye
I've danced with you too long
Yeah
Something in the air
Something in my eye

Abracadoo, I lose you
We can't avoid the clash, the big mistake
Now we're going to pay and pay
The sentence of our lives
Can't believe I'm asking you to go

We used what we could
To get the things we want
But we lost each other on the way
I guess you know I never wanted anyone more than you

Lived all our best times
Left with the worst
I've danced with you too long
Say what you will
There's something in the air

Raged for the last time
But I know you'll hold your head up high
There's nothing we have to say
There's nothing in our eyes

But there's something in the air
Something in my eye
I danced with you too long
There's something I have to say
There's something in the air
Something in my eye

I've danced with you too long
Danced with you too long
Danced with you too long
And there's something in the air
Something in the air

David Bowie - Survive

Oh, my
Naked eyes
I should have kept you
I should have tried
I should have been a wiser kind of guy
I miss you

Give me wings
Give me space
Give me money for a change of face
Those noisy rooms and passion pants
I loved you

Where's the morning in my life?
Where's the sense in staying right?
Who said 'time is on my side'?
I've got ears and eyes and nothing in my life
But I'll survive your naked eyes
I'll survive

You alone across the floor
You and me and nothing more
You're the great mistake I never made
I never lied to you, I hated when you lied
But I'll survive your naked eyes
I'll survive

Beatle boys, all snowy white
Razzle dazzle clubs, every night
Wish I'd sent a Valentine
I love you

I'll survive
Naked eyes
I'll survive
I'll survive
My naked eyes
I'll survive
I'll survive
Naked eyes
I'll survive
I'll survive
I'll survive
I'll survive

David Bowie - If I'm Dreaming My Life

Was she never there
Was she ever?
Was it air she breathed?

At the wrong time
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh

All the flowers so
From the gallery
With the hymns of night
Singing "Come to Me"

At the wrong time
On the wrong day
All the lights are fading now
If I'm dreaming all my life

Just one living chance
When the mother sighs
When the father steps aside
At the wrong time
Oh-oh
Oh-oh

Was she never here?
Was she ever?
Was it air she breathed?

At the wrong time
On the wrong day
All the lights are fading now
If I'm dreaming all my life
If I'm dreaming all my life

Was she ever?
Was she ever here?
If I'm dreaming all my life
If I'm dreaming all my life away

Dreaming my life
Dreaming my
Dreaming my
Dreaming my
Dreaming my life
Dreaming my life away
Oh-oh

Dreaming my life
Dreaming my
Dreaming my life away
Oh-oh

Dreaming my life
Dreaming my
Dreaming my life away
Oh-oh

Dreaming my life
Dreaming my
Dreaming my life away
Oh-oh

David Bowie - Seven

I forgot what my father said
I forgot what he said
I forgot what my mother said
As we lay 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 we wept

On a bridge of violent people
I was small enough to cry
I got seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die

Hold my face before you
Still my trembling heart
Seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die

The gods forgot they made me
So I forget them too
I listen to the shadows
I play among their graves

My heart was never broken
My patience never tried
I got seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die

Seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die

Seven
Seven
Seven

Seven
Seven
Seven

Seven
Seven
Seven

David Bowie - What's Really Happening?

Grown inside a plastic box
Micro thoughts and safety locks
Hearts become outdated clocks
Ticking in your mind

Now it's time to close our eyes
Now it's time to say goodbye
Now it's time to face the lie
That we'd never cry

What's really happening?
What tore us apart?
What's really happening?

What's really happening?
What tore us apart?
What's really happening?

All the clouds are made of glass
And they're slowly sinking
Falling like the shattered past
Were we built to last?

What's really happening?
What tore us apart?
What's really happening?

What's really happening?
What tore us apart?
What's really happening?

Now it's time to close our eyes
Now it's time to say goodbye
Now it's time to face the lie
That we'd never cry

What's really happening?
What tore us apart?
What's really happening?

What's really happening?
What tore us apart?
What's really happening?

David Bowie - The Pretty Things Are Going To Hell

What to wear
What to say
What to do on a sunny day
Who to phone
Who to fight
Who to dance with on a Sunday night

Reaching the very edge, you know
Reaching the very edge
Going to the other side this time
Reaching the very edge

You're still breathing but you don't know why
Life's a bit and sometimes you die
You're still breathing but you just can't tell
Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell

I am a drug
I am a dragon
I am the best jazz you've ever seen
I am a dragon
I am the sky
I am the blood at the corner of your eye
I found the secrets, I found gold
I find you out before you grow old
I find you out before you grow old

What is eternal?
What is damned?
What is clay and what is sand?
Who to dis?
Who to trust?
Who to listen to?
Who to suss?

I'm reaching the very edge, you know
I'm reaching the very edge
I'm going to the other side this time
I'm reaching the very edge

You're still breathing but you don't know why
Life's a bit and sometimes you die
You're still breathing but you just can't tell
Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell

I am a dragon
I am a drug
I am the best jazz you've ever heard
I am a dragon
I am the sky
I am the blood at the corner of your eye
I found the secrets, I found gold
I find you out before you grow old
I find you out before you grow old

The pretty things are going to hell
They wore it out but they wore it well

The pretty things are going to hell
They wore it out but they wore it well

The pretty things are going to hell
They wore it out but they wore it well

The pretty things are going to hell
They wore it out but they wore it well

You're still breathing but you don't know why
You're still breathing but you just can't tell
Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell

David Bowie - New Angels Of Promise

New angels of promise
We despair
We are the dead dreams
We take the blame
Take us to the edge of time
Take us to the edge of time
We are the fabulous lovers
I am a blind man
She is my eyes

Suspicious minds
You didn't feel us coming in this lonely crowd
It's always time

Suspicious minds
You didn't feel us coming in this lonely crowd
It's always time

New angels of promise
We despise
Don't fall apart now
We are the silent ones

Take us to the edge of time
Take us to the edge of time
We are the tabular lovers
We listen to the storm

Suspicious minds
You didn't feel us coming in this lonely crowd
It's always time

Suspicious minds
You didn't feel us coming in this lonely crowd
It's always time

New angels of promise
We despair
We are the dead dreams
We take the blame
Take us to the edge of time
Take us to the edge of time
We are the fabulous lovers
I am a blind man
She is my eyes

Suspicious minds
You didn't feel us coming in this lonely crowd
It's always time

Suspicious minds
You didn't feel us coming in this lonely crowd
It's always time

It's always time
It’s always time
It’s always time

David Bowie - Brilliant Adventure

Instrumental

David Bowie - The Dreamers

Black eyed ravens
They spiral down
They tilt his head back
To the flame filled sunset
Raise their guns high
As the darken falls
These are the days boys

Shallow man
Shallow man, and they
Eats in the doorway
With his head inclined
And he's always in decline
No-one heals anymore
So he shrinks as they ride
Under vermilion sky

So it goes
Just a searcher
A lonely soul
The last of the dreamers

Shallow man
Shallow man
Speaks to the shadows
Moves his trembling hands
And he's always a little late
For the dawning of the day

So it goes
Just a searcher
Lonely soul
The last of the dreamers

So it goes
Just a searcher
Lonely soul
The last of the dreamers

Just a searcher
Lonely soul
The last of the dreamers

So it goes
So it goes
So it goes
So it goes