Vienna

Viena


We walked in the cold air.
Freezing breath on a window pane,
Lying and waiting.
The man in the dark in a picture frame,
So mystic and soulful.
A voice reaching out in a piercing cry,
It stays with you until

The feeling has gone only you and I.
It means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh, Vienna.

The music is weaving
Haunting notes, pizzicato strings,
The rhythm is calling.
Alone in the night as the daylight brings,
A cool empty silence.
The warmth of your hand and a cold grey sky,
It fades to the distance.

The image has gone only you and I.
It means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh, Vienna.

This means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh, Vienna.


Ultravox 

Wild boys

Wild boys    

The wild boys are calling on their way back from the fire

in august moon's surrender to a dust cloud on the rise

wild boys fallen far from glory

reckless and so hungered on the razors edge you trail

because there's murder by the roadside in a sore afraid new world

they tried to break us, looks like they'll try again

Wild boys never lose it

wild boys never chose this way

wild boys never close your eyes

wild boys always shine

You got sirens for a welcome there's bloodstain for your pain

and your telephone been ringing wile you're dancing in the rain

wild boys wonder where is glory

where is all you angels now the figureheads have fell

and lovers war with arrows over secrets they could tell

they tried to tame you looks like they'll try again

Wild boys never lose it

wild boys never chose this way

wild boys never close your eyes

wild boys always shine

Duran Duran