Requiem for Slussen

Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful
I had so many dreams
I had so many breakthroughs
But you, my love, were kind
But love has left you dreamless
The door to dreams was closed
Your park was real and dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now
Smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give was guilt for dreaming

 
The foundations started shaking back in 1938

The foundations started shaking back in 1938

 

Time, part 2

Goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time

Memories of workmen long departed

Memories of workmen long departed

 

Time part 3

Time - He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me, Boy


Time - He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, Boy

The lost language of the hovering birds

The lost language of the hovering birds

Billions of liters of water waiting for no one

Billions of liters of water waiting for no one

 
 
Big city blues

Big city blues

The sniper in the brain
Regurgitating drain
Incestuous and vain
And many other last names
Well, I look at my watch it says 9:25 and I think
"Oh God! I'm still alive."

The lure of the big red wheel

The lure of the big red wheel

 

Time - In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time

It all comes down to precision engi

It all comes down to precision engi

We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
You - Are not a victim
You - Just scream with boredom!
You! - Are not evicting time...

Where they used to dance

Where they used to dance

[Bowie Breathing Heavily]

There is still time for one last push

There is still time for one last push

 Goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time

 
Last remnants. Here today. Gone tomorrow.

Last remnants. Here today. Gone tomorrow.

 

Susanne Walström walked Slussen with the coveralled gentlemen of SX-70. Skanska gave us the run of the place - thank you for your generosity! Lyrics by David Bowie. Because sometimes life just has to have a soundtrack.