Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Earl Slick
Earl Slick
Guitar
David Bowie
David Bowie
Lead Vocals
Mark Plati
Mark Plati
Keyboards
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Earl Slick
Earl Slick
Songwriter
David Bowie
David Bowie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Plati
Mark Plati
Producer
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Some might say Some stand in the sun Some are blind One puts his hand in mine One disappears his name isn't written down One dies on the lawn His face turned away from it all Isn't it evening I forget if it's always this way I was told it was gold to this day I suppose it was always this way But the memories won't quit And they tell a story so sad Isn't it evening Tears running by Shaking and terrify Ones falling down Nothing remains inside Broken and cold His faith lies upon the shore Fading and thin One face crushed in lavender Isn't it evening I forget if it's always this way I was told it was gold to this day I suppose it was always this way But the memories won't quit And they tell a story Isn't it evening Isn't it evening Some are blind One puts his hand in mine Isn't it evening Isn't it evening
Writer(s): David Bowie, Earl Slick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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