ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Whispers (of) immortality


She flies across the sun
Like a flower in the sky
Like a blessing from above
She descends

She speaks in our spirit
And calls us silently
She plays upon our thoughts
Like an ancient melody

Following the dear
Her feet fall softly in the piles
Her heart is in the moment
She touches the divine

She run about the meadow grass
She dances with the falling leaves
She leaps upon the hills
A drift of snow on autumn breeze

Here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes

She’s moonlight on the water
Over waves she softly glides
She’s dressed in blooming silver
Time is but a tide

She lingers like a sunset
There’s colour everywhere
And dips into the ocean
Her presence fills the air

Lift your eyes
Lift your eyes
Lift your eyes
Lift your eyes

She glides amongst the trees
Standing ten feet tall
She’s earth and wind and fire
A mind at peace with all

She’s the promise of the morning
She’s the fire in the night
She rests under the willow
Down by the riverside

She sings into a slumber
‘til early morning comes
She rises with the break of dawn
And heads on to the golden sun

Here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes

Here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes (Here, she’s there, she’s everywhere)
Here she comes (Here, she’s there, she’s all around)

Here

Credit: Transcribed by zttaat.com.