Can't Help Thinking
Ashes To Ashes
Shiori sat with Jareth in the corner of Youki Singe tracing the scars on his hand.
"Would you believe me if I told you I was a king who sold a world?"
She shook her head, her hair falling into her eyes, "No Lowe san."
He lifted his glass and stared into it. "No, I suppose you wouldn't."
The most recent letter he received from Germany lay on the table between them. Jareth looked at it dejectedly.
Shiori smiled while she gently massaged his hand. "You should go home," she whispered.
With a slight nod Jareth stood from the table and stumbled out of the bar.
They got a message from the Action Man
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too
I've loved all I've needed love
Sordid details following"
The shrieking of nothing is killing
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I
Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair
But I'm hoping to kick but the planet it's glowing
Ashes to Ashes - David Bowie 1980