Like every city needs a distance, every sky demands a moon
Every winter needs a snowfall, every summer wants a June
Money’s just a piece of paper, gold is blinding don’t you see
Fame is just our own illusion of what life was meant to be
But I don’t need a perfect mirror, I don’t care for queens and kings
We are free and we are perfect when Lady Stardust sings
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