Trippin’ in Vienna

We walked in the cold air
Freezing breath on a window pane
Lying and waiting
A 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 gray 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

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2 thoughts on “Trippin’ in Vienna

  1. My memory association with this song is fishing on a boat on Kariba with 3 brothers who were staying at the same camp. During the day we fished, at night we listened to Ultravox on a tape cassette player in their tent. I fell in love with the eldest and we quoted Macbeth at eachother, then we returned to the real world

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