The return of the Thin White Duke throwing darts in lover's eyes Here are we One magical moment, such is the stuff from where dreams are woven Bending sound Dredging the ocean, lost in my circle Here am I Flashing no colour, tall in this room, overlooking the ocean Here are we One magical movement from Kether to Malkuth There are you Drive like a demon from station to station The return of the Thin White Duke throwing darts in lover's eyes The return of the Thin White Duke throwing darts in lover's eyes The return of the Thin White Duke making sure white stains Once there were mountains and mountains And once there were song-birds to soar with And once I could never be down Got to keep searching and searching And, oh, what will I be believing And who will connect me with love? Wonder who, wonder who, wonder when Have you sought fortune evasive and shy? Drink to the men who protect you and I Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass high It's not the side-effects of the cocaine I'm thinking that it must be love It's too late to be greatful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is here I must be only one in a million I won't let the day pass without her It's too late to be greatful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is here Yes, it's here Should I believe that I've been striken? Does my face show some kind of glow? It's too late to be greatful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is here Yes, it's here It's too late It's too late It's too late It's too late It's too late The European cannon is here But it's not the side-effects of the cocaine I'm thinking that it must be love It's too late to be greatful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is here I must be only one in a million But I won't let the day pass without her It's too late to be greatful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is here Yes, it's here Should I believe that I've been striken? Does my face show some kind of glow? It's too late to be greatful It's too late to be late again It's too late to be hateful The European cannon is here Yes, it's here It's too late It's too late It's too late It's too late It's too late The European cannon is here