Tunguska - Tribe After Tribe

I’m well aware

Of many stations

And deeper wells

Where islands drown in

I’m wery well

My dreams are bound to

Like faery tales

The way that sound moves

The girl i’m thinking of

She’s like a comet

High in the sky above

Tunguska

I built a house

I made it open

No windows no walls

A sky wide broken

I’m very very well

My dreams are bound too

Like faery tales

In the way that clouds move

The girl i’m thinking of

She’s like a comet

High in the sky above

Tunguska