America

This Is Not America - The Song

Words and music by David Bowie and Pat Metheny.

This is not America, sha la la la la

A little piece of you

The little peace in me

Will die For this is not America

Blossom fails to bloom

This season

Promise not to stare

Too long For this is not the miracle

There was a time

A storm that blew so pure

For this could be the biggest sky

And I could have

The faintest idea

This is not america, no, this is not, sha la la la la]

Snowman melting

From the inside

Falcon spirals

To the ground So bloody red

Tomorrow's clouds

A little piece of you

The little piece in me

Will die For this is not America

There was a time

A wind that blew so young

For this could be the biggest sky

And I could have the faintest idea

[For this is not America, sha la la la la, sha la la la la, sha la la la la

This is not america, no, this is not, sha la la la

This is not america, no, this is not

This is not america, no, this is not, sha la la la]