Gondwanaland - Stornoway

When you’re tired and you’re far from home

When you’re lost and you’re on your own

When the fog comes a-swirling, swirling round you

Mm, 'til you can’t see the path before you

You should know of the strangest things

You come down like a silent snow

'Til your mind feels as numb as your fingers

It was many years ago

On the coast of Gondwanaland

No-one hurt for the howling wind

No-one hurt when they whispered the strangest thing

No-one sought for the stinging rain

No-one saw the strangest thing

Saw you slip on the icy street

And I smiled accidentally

And you swore at the ice, and you swore at me

And my heart felt instantly

In the warmth of the strangest thing

So I’m holding a torch up high for you

And the batteries are all brand new

But I’m scared they’ll wear right through

Before you see me shining for you

Before I can discover who can show me

The strangest thing

No-one hurt for the howling wind

No-one hurt when they whispered the strangest thing

No-one sought for the stinging rain

No-one saw the strangest thing