james wunderlich 'wonder-lick; poetic and cinematic; east coast rocker; star studs on a leather jacket; hometown streets and the darkness on the edge of the
Story behind the song
"Angel's Breath" Three stars (out of 4) James Wunderlich, single, Orbital Sound. - 11/03 Syracuse, New York (The Post-Standard/Stars) "Earlville composer and instrumentalist James Wunderlich blends the expansiveness of new age with the passion of arena rock on his single "Angel's Breath." It's lush, plush and can provide quite a rush. Angel's Breath is included on Wunderlich's eight-cut disc "Aphex." -Mark Bialczak
Lyrics
Angel’s breath
breaks the still of the night.
Pulls me inside
where she locks me up tight.
Her lips are hungry;
she ain’t starvin’ tonight.
Her body supernovas,
I can feel her light.
Hold on girl,
to this shotgun blast.
The way that you move
makes it hard to last.
Your touch is a trigger
and I’m your gun.
Baby, you are the one.
Angels and fools,
baby, fear to tread
The star worlds that shine
here in our bed.
Darkness surrounds us
and takes back the night.
Our love grounds us
with all our might.
My love’s a servant
to her commands.
A slave to obey
her lip’s demands.
My love’s a flag
and flame that burns.
A promise to keep,
a hope that yearns,
to not fade away.
