I feel like an alligator since I heard the fatal news.
I want to swim away in the marshes
& to dream I would had touched all the stars
like you did, Major Tom.
I want to throw away my red shoes,
it’s not the time to dance under the serious moonlight,
while Ziggy Stardust plays his mighty guitars.
Don’t you remember standing by the wall,
pretending we can all be heroes,
& as we kissed,
we prayed that nothing can ever fall?
An innovator, a junkie, a true soul brother
dressed in the latest fashions,
we will miss you in this world & worlds beyond,
as we continue to dream without crying,
when we can all dance again in your name,
cleansed by ashes & the mighty river.