Since the White Duke has passed away
We can't dance in the same way
Everyone got in his mind
Something weird about the alien
You left the earth and flew away
Maybe now you're on Mars or in any other place
You've always sung about the afterlife
And now you're singing of real life
Flying through the colors of your tracks
I feel a sense of smell of lost notes
Playing my guitar I try to imagine yourself in the space
With your diamond eyes
You, bold as ice
You, bold as ice
Your mind has been opened
And is floating thru space
You gave us more than a Blackstar
Your vinyl plays without the plate
Your soul is inside everything you can love
Pictures of your lucid madness were laid around the world
You were a man, a figure, an alien
And now you're just a bright star
Flying through the colors of your tracks
I feel a sense of smell of lost notes
Playing my guitar I try to imagine yourself in the space
With your diamond eyes
You, bold as ice
You, bold as ice
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