Tunguska

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