ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Whispering pines


If you find me in a gloom
Or catch me in a dream
Inside my lonely room
There is no in between

Whispering pines
Rising of the tide
If only one star shines
That’s just enough to get inside

I will wait until it all goes ’round
With you in sight
The lost are found

Foghorn through the night
Calling out to sea
Protect my only light
For she once belonged to me

Let the waves rush in
Let the seagulls cry
For if I live again
These hopes will never die

I can feel you standing there
But I don’t see you anywhere

Standing by the well
Wishing for the rains
Reaching to the clouds
For nothing else remains

Drifting in a daze
When evening will be done
Try looking through a haze
At an empty house in the cold, cold sun

I will wait until it all goes round
With you in sight the lost are found