Rosemary Davis’ World of Sound reprise by The Jazz Butcher Lyrics

Dawn in a suburban garden
Troop of horses passing
Milk float runs and stops
House to house delivery
Church bell tolling
Alsatian barking
Human heartbeat
Start, tick over, depart
Gas escaping
Men running on country road
Domestic fire burning

Chorus:
And I'm lost in Rosemary Davis world of sound
And I don't believe I ever want to come down

Departure preparations
Sea wash astern
Engines running at 18 knots
Door opens and slams
Monsters roaring
Electrical sounds
Radio static
Chorus

From the sounds of a world where I might be
At the other end of the galaxy
I'm lost in Rosemary Davis world of sound