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David Bowie The Width Of A Circle Lyrics

Last updated: 05/22/2013 07:14:49 PM

The Width Of A Circle

In the corner of the morning in the past
I would sit and blame the master first and last
All the roads were straight and narrow
And the prayers were small and yellow
And the rumour spread that I was aging fast
Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping
By a tree
And I looked and frowned and the monster was me

Well, I said hello and I said hello
And I asked "Why not?" and I replied "I don't know"
So we asked a simple black bird, who was happy as can be
And he laughed insane and quipped "KAHLIL GIBRAN"
And I cried for all the others till the day was nearly through
For I realized that God's a young man too


Oh I said "So long" and I waved "Bye-bye"
And I smashed my soul and traded my mind
Got laid by a young bordello
Who was vaguely half asleep
For which my reputation swept back home in drag
And the moral of this magic spell
Negotiates my hide
When God did take my logic for a ride
(Riding along)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oooooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooooh

He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips
And showed me the leather belt round his hips
My knees were shaking my cheeks aflame
He said "You'll never go down to the Gods again"
(Turn around, go back!)

He struck the ground a cavern appeared
And I smelt the burning pit of fear
We crashed a thousand yards below
I said "Do it again, do it again"
(Turn around, go back!)

His nebulous body swayed above
His tongue swollen with devil's love
The snake and I, a venom high
I said "Do it again, do it again"
(Turn around, go back!)

Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply
And I was seething, breathing deeply
Spitting sentry, horned and tailed
Waiting for you

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

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a title for your review | Reviewer: Gin | 5/22/13

It does have to do with heroin and man-sex, but that's not all, by far. It's about DB screwing up the courage to break out of the chains of conformity to explode onto the scene as the unearthly god-monster of glam.

In 1970 Bowie had been trying and failing to make it big for a long time. He felt held back first by CoE schoolmaster straight society, then by hippie eastern mysticism (roads straight and narrow, prayers small and yellow.) By then he'd met Lou Reed and Andy Warhol, and he knew he had this painted, pan-sexual god-monster inside him, but to let it out would mean burning his bridges and enduring the contempt of friends and family. In 1970 the world had never seen such an alien, and he knew most would react with violent hate. What if he did it and it failed too?

Finally he shattered the mirror, waved bye-bye to his old self, smashed his soul, embraced every alien vice, made an art form of pan-sex, hard rock, eye shadow, heroin, high heels; and thus became our god.

(Note this was WAY too early to have any references to "hitting rock bottom" -- that would be years ahead. The dark lyrics only refer to embracing "vices". I especially like the "showed me the leather belt round his hips" line -- refers both to c**k-s**king and shooting up.)

hmmm | Reviewer: gil | 6/27/12

i don't agree w/ the posted review...but love the theory, and honor the possibility that the reviewer may me correct, and i am not; my take is that this song is about spiritual-questing...finding the parameters of the journey(because that journey is limited in scope: we can never know, and that is the magick of life)....i adore the line: "God's a young man, too"....
i love bowie, and this is one of his best(there are so many, if not all of them lyrically at least, to admire)

You are all weirdos. | Reviewer: Anonymous | 4/24/12

This song refers (no pun) to out growing pot for harder drugs, hitting rock bottom while using opium based drugs (half asleep) and still refusing to stop and then withdrawals. As for the cries to him to stay a hippie.