Listen to I'm Afraid Big Moon by Frumpy

I'm Afraid Big Moon

Frumpy

Rock

412 Shazams

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frumpy
Frumpy
Performer
Inga Rumpf
Inga Rumpf
Vocals
Karlheinz Schott
Karlheinz Schott
Bass Guitar
Rainer Baumann
Rainer Baumann
Steel Guitar
Carsten Bohn
Carsten Bohn
Drums
Jean-Jacques Kravetz
Jean-Jacques Kravetz
Keyboards
Erwin Kania
Erwin Kania
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Inga Rumpf
Inga Rumpf
Songwriter
Carsten Bohn
Carsten Bohn
Composer
Jean Jaxques Kravetz
Jean Jaxques Kravetz
Composer
Frumpy
Frumpy
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frumpy
Frumpy
Producer
Thomas Kubuck
Thomas Kubuck
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Sometimes in the night when living is easy I go out and watch the sky That chains me like a child Is it the moon that takes me far away Have the stars got something to say I'm afraid, big moon That they'll come and catch you soon And root you up in your old days You're looking peaceful, sleeping stars But your silence will depart When astronauts will cross your way Without doubt, it won't take long 'Fore disgust will make us all think wrong We are too young To see what our children see But we are the ones To start the way out of misery Let they go to the stars The scene will not change at all If they don't go their way together Maybe when I'm with you, stars And my prayers will be in vain Then love will cross your way Oh, hey, oh hey-e-ey I'm afraid, big moon That they'll come and catch you soon You're looking peaceful, stars, Your silence will depart Hope that they will come together, once, in distant days Maybe when I'm with you, stars, then love will cross our way Well, I don't want to paint the future black But like me there are millions who desire something back It's not the exploring of stars that seems to be a joke It's just the faith in the old that broke While I'm standing here and I'm trying to get high While I'm dreaming of the stars my time is passing by I think I've got a lot to do before I'm loosing hope It's just the faith in the old that broke It's just the faith in the old that broke It's just the faith in the old that broke It should be so that the old are good and wise But when you look around the old are telling lies They teach us dissatisfaction and hate If we don't return, it could be too late If we don't return, don't return, don't return it could be too late
Writer(s): Inga Rumpf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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