Love Is Lost - David Bowie

This is the darkest hour, you’re 22

The voice of youth, the hour of dread

The darkest hour, and your voice is new

Love is lost, lost is love

Your country’s new, your friends are new

Your house, and even your eyes are new

Your maid is new, and your accent, too

But your fear is as old as the world

Say goodbye to the thrills of life

Where love was good, no love was bad

Wave goodbye to the life without pain

Say hello, «You're a beautiful girl…»

Say hello to the created men

Tell them your secrets they are like the grave

Oh what you have done, oh what you have done

Love is lost, lost is love

You know so much, it’s making me cry

You refuse to talk, but you think like them

You’ve cut out your soul and the face of thought

Oh what have you done, oh what have you done

Oh what have you done, oh what have you done