ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Sound (of the) waves


So I’ve been a fleeting sound and I glide out on the water
Only a silence inside replies to me as I am fading
So I’ve been a fleeting sound touching the heart of the morning

He’s gone
She’s gone
He’s gone
She’s gone

The sound of the waves tickles my ears
I feel a cool breeze drifting away
The sound of the waves lights up my sky
Out on the blue sea I hear the wind sighing
Towering haze drip in white lace
The sound of the waves calls me away

Gone are my days of sunshine
Turn from warm to cold
Gone are the nights I’ve treasured
As our story folds

Better move on, you better move on, you better move on
Better move on, you better move on, you better move on
Better move on, you better move on, you better move on
Better move on, you better move on, you better move on

And outside it’s stormy
And there’s no land in sight
Loves promise has ended
As you turned down the light

And outside I wander
Into the darkest night
Without you by my side
There is no peace of mind

He’s gone
She’s gone
He’s gone
She’s gone

He’s gone
She’s gone
He’s gone
She’s gone

Credit: Transcribed by zttaat.com.