With a heavy heart, I have been playing David Bowie’s music all day. My first exposure to Bowie was this song on T.V. At the time I didn’t know who sang it or what the song actually said – hello, I was raised on Mexican rancheras and a steady stream of banda Sinaloense and barely getting the hang of english – yet there was something in this music that I liked and called to me and I stored in the back of my 9 year old mind. It was a decade later when I heard the song again that I finally learned who it was. I have since acquired much of Bowie’s music and have discovered it in a much different way as an adult. So while this may not be Bowie’s all time best song, I still love it because every time I hear it, it takes me back to that beautiful sense of wonder I had as a child and the power good music has to move you beyond language barriers and transport you in time. Gracias por todo, David. May you rest in peace.