David Munyon Is It Really You

Đóng góp:

(David Munyon/S.P. Standley)

I have no idea where this song came from, but I'm happy about it.

Well, it's half past 4:30, your mind wanders in
and begins to explain one more story
this will probably be the longest song in the world
about the girls very lovely
with leather and spiked heels
and indian women from Dehli
and the Egyptian Queen,
who cared not to sing this one

Is it really you...
no, it's just someone bending the fringe on
the edge of the veil
someone is bending the fringe on
the edge of the veil

I lost my fear of flying in the clouds near Lyon
I never do think about falling
if I did you know me I'd probably just fall apart
all the women they saved me
from the moments like these
when I don't hear a single friend callin'
this world is expired, so I better get to the point

Is it really you...
no, it's just someone bending the fringe on
the edge of the veil
someone is bending the fringe on
the edge of the veil

I like what I see when I see you walking
but you always are walking away so
I never told you, but we've spent a fortune
just on dues
in the rain together in the car all evening
I told you I was quickly selling
the apartment where we first made love
on Western Avenue

Is it really you...
no, it's just someone bending the fringe on
the edge of the veil
someone is bending the fringe on
the edge of the veil

Like a blue fancy race car on a perfect highway
I drove my old heart in the dirches
an' I try to ignore the race wars
and nuclear leaks
I was told if I played fair
and diagrammed sentences
and shaved every day in the mirror
I am tired now I think I'll have to
prop up my feet

Is it really you...
no, it's just someone bending the fringe on
the edge of the veil
someone is bending the fringe on
the edge of the veil

David Munyon: vocal, guitar
Chris Jones: guitars
Hans-Jörg Maucksch: electric bass