Tundraland
When I lived in Tundraland
We'd have to guess before the hand
Of winter's tide, How many'd die
And dig them graves before the ground was ice
Now late one autumn I fell ill from by bedside windowsill
I saw a mound out by a tree
A hole beside it fit for me
Now in a minute there is time
Time to waste or redefine
So plan your lot a minute long
Don't plan for years
That grave's dug all along
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time tonight
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time
When I lived in Tundraland
The son of man shook my hand
And shook the ice off all the trees
Flood the hole they dug for me
And even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time tonight
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time
Baby don't worry
No I'm in no hurry
Though time would sing so slow
You know I hate to be alone
What if I was wrong this time
Standing on a beach of white
A human voice heard under sea
Sings only to swallow me
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time tonight
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time tonight
Even though I don't feel just right
We're making sure to take some time tonight
So sing it slow
You know I hate to be alone
We'd have to guess before the hand
Of winter's tide, How many'd die
And dig them graves before the ground was ice
Now late one autumn I fell ill from by bedside windowsill
I saw a mound out by a tree
A hole beside it fit for me
Now in a minute there is time
Time to waste or redefine
So plan your lot a minute long
Don't plan for years
That grave's dug all along
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time tonight
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time
When I lived in Tundraland
The son of man shook my hand
And shook the ice off all the trees
Flood the hole they dug for me
And even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time tonight
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time
Baby don't worry
No I'm in no hurry
Though time would sing so slow
You know I hate to be alone
What if I was wrong this time
Standing on a beach of white
A human voice heard under sea
Sings only to swallow me
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time tonight
Even though I don't feel just right
We're pretty sure that there'll be time tonight
Even though I don't feel just right
We're making sure to take some time tonight
So sing it slow
You know I hate to be alone
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Writer(s): Luke Anthony Sheafer, Peter John Burton
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