Dead Man Walking - David Bowie, Moby

He swivels his head

Tears his eyes from the screen

As his past puts him back in Atlantic City

There’s not even a demon in Heaven or Hell

Is it all just human disguise

As I walk down the aisle

And I’m gone, gone, gone

Now I’m older than movies

Let me dance away

Now I’m wiser than dreams

Let me fly, fly, fly

While I’m touching tomorrow

And I know who’s there

When silhouettes fall

And I’m gone

Like I’m dancing on angels

And I’m gone through the crack in the past

Like a dead man walking

Like a dead man walking

Three old men dancing under her lamp lights

Shaking their sex in the bones

And the boys that we were

An alien nation in therapy

Sliding naked, anew

Like a bad tempered child

On the rain slicked streets

And I’m gone, gone, gone

Now I’m older than movies

Let me dance away

Now I’m wiser than dreams

Let me fly, fly, fly

While I’m touching tomorrow

And I know who’s there

When silhouettes fall

And I’m gone

Like I’m dancing on angels

And I’m gone through the crack in the past

Like a dead man walking

Like a dead man walking

Like a dead man

Like a dead man walking

And I’m gone, gone, gone

Let me dance, dance, dance

And I’m gone

Let me dance, dance, dance

And I’m gone

Like I’m dancing on angels

And I’m gone through the crack in the past

And I’m gone

Like I’m dancing on angels

And I’m gone through the crack in the past

Like a dead man walking

Like a dead man walking

Like a dead man