ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Every single night in Jamaica


Every single night in Jamaica
Ladies in the churches sing songs of love
Pictures of the sidewalk remind me of July

There’s something I just can’t quite remember
It creeps up insides me, I reach out to touch it
It’s gone enough to silent surrender to time

I walk only paths in the morning
All of my dreams are blown right away
And I’m listening to song as I’m walking thinking of you

Sometimes life makes you see what really matters
My friends keep asking all the time

How does it feel
How do you heal
The patch inside the armour
Is it bleeding through when I talk like this to you

How do I feel
How can I steal a moment from the drama
When I know it’s you I should call
But my heart’s not in it at all

How do you feel
How do you deal
With tears at home and laughter
The comment and disaster

When it’s leaving you
With the sad alone
I know it’s you I should call
But my heart’s not in it at all

Every single night in Jamaica
Every single night in Jamaica
Every single night in Jamaica