On Boulders from Dream Town by Paulo B.

We're all on a family outing - a day away from this rat race
Mum and dad are barely talking - so we put on a happy face
Yes, we put on a happy face

We ride on giants' shoulders, climb high upon these boulders
So smooth, so grey, so round
Hey, mother, hey, father - see now how we grow higher
So far now we are above the ground

Ooh, it's just a mask we have to try on
We all need a shoulder to cry on

"Look, son!" father shouts out, "I'll win, there is no doubt."
There's such fierce pride in his eyes
"Stay there, just where you are, and I'll shine like a shooting star!
Down from this great height, I'll fly..."

Ooh, it's just a mask we have to try on
We all need a boulder to die on

Eyes round, like slippery stones
There's a funny feeling in my bones
Echoes from those words that he said
As he falls down upon his head
And, just like that, our daddy's dead

We're all on a family outing - a day away from this rat race
Mum and dad are barely talking, oh no - so we put on a happy face
Yes, we put on a happy face

• 70's
• Bowie
• Rock
• glam rock
• modern indie
• retro pop
• London