Music belongs in Zolliboo too. These songs were created to travel with the stories, from the first walk through Yumbledon Village to the last quiet question before bed.
The song that opens the door to Yumbledon Village.
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[Verse 1]
Come along, come along
Do you know where we're going
To a place called Zolliboo
Where the sweet fruit is growing
Fuzzy friends, fuzzy friends
In a village so cozy
Yellowhorn flowers bloom
Pink and yellow and rosy
[Chorus]
Zolliboo, Zolliboo
Come along come along
Zolliboo, Zolliboo
Sing the Zolliboo song
Fuzzy and warm and round all the way
In Zolliboo, Zolliboo
Let's go and play
[Verse 2]
There is Zachary
With his big wondering eyes
There is Sarah his sister
Who is perfectly wise
There is Mama so warm
And Father so tall
In Zolliboo, Zolliboo
There's room for us all
[Chorus]
Zolliboo, Zolliboo
Come along come along
Zolliboo, Zolliboo
Sing the Zolliboo song
Fuzzy and warm and round all the way
In Zolliboo, Zolliboo
Let's go and play
[Outro]
Zolliboo, Zolliboo
Zolliboo, Zolliboo
Let's go and play
From Where Does the World Go?
Where Does the World Go?
A bedtime song for Zach’s biggest little question, and the quiet answer waiting underneath it.
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[Verse 1]
When the Yellowhorn flowers
Close their little golden eyes,
And the Hempshayla branches
Draw their shapes across the sky,
When the stars begin to sparkle
And the cottage settles down,
I have one big little question
As the night comes all around
[Pre-Chorus]
Where does the world go
When I’m sleeping?
Where does it go
When I close my eyes?
[Chorus]
Does it roll away on moonbeams?
Does it hide behind the blue?
Or is it resting in the nighttime,
Waiting warm and safe and true?
The flowers rest, the fruit rests,
The stars take turns to glow,
The world is still in Zolliboo -
It doesn’t have to go
[Verse 2]
Yumbledon is quiet now,
The windows softly shine,
Every little path and pebble
Is still waiting in the night
The tallest Hempshayla tree
Is standing where it’s grown,
And all the things I love are there
Though I’m not awake to know
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe sleep is just a doorway
To the morning yet to be
Maybe all the world is waiting
For tomorrow’s eyes to see
[Chorus]
Does it roll away on moonbeams?
Does it hide behind the blue?
Or is it resting in the nighttime,
Waiting warm and safe and true?
The flowers rest, the fruit rests,
The stars take turns to glow,
The world is still in Zolliboo -
It doesn’t have to go
[Bridge]
So I’ll pull my blanket closer
And I’ll listen to the night
For the leaves and little starlight
And the dreams that drift by
Then the sun will come up slowly
And the Yellowhorns will show
That the world was right here waiting
Just the way it always knows
[Final Chorus]
It never rolls away on moonbeams,
It never hides behind the blue,
It is resting in the nighttime,
Waiting warm and safe for you
The flowers rest, the fruit rests,
The stars take turns to glow,
The world is still in Zolliboo -
It doesn’t have to go
[Outro]
Close your eyes
The world will wait
Close your eyes
Till morning wakes
From Sarah’s story
Sarah the Seed Spreader
A song about being hurt by a careless name, looking closer, and discovering that growing never makes you wrong.
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[Verse 1]
Under the Hempshayla tree,
Morning sun and grass so green,
Sarah played with all her friends
Where the wide leaves danced and leaned.
Then a spotty bird came waddling,
Pecking fruit upon the ground,
Someone laughed a silly nickname,
And it made a hurting sound.
[Pre-Chorus]
Sarah ran past Yellowhorn flowers,
Past the path and past the gate,
Words can feel so very heavy
When they land and make you ache.
[Chorus]
You’re not a fruit thief, no, no, no,
You’re a seed spreader, watch you grow!
Every little seed you share
May become a tree somewhere.
Soft and smooth or full and new,
Growing is what Zufflekins do.
You’re not a fruit thief, no, no, no,
You’re a seed spreader - let your bright heart show!
[Verse 2]
By her home beneath the branches,
Sarah saw the bird once more.
Wobbly neck and sleepy round eyes,
Walking softly on the floor.
Here a seed was tucked in dirt,
There a tiny sprout had grown,
Maybe that small spotty bird
Was not silly after all.
[Pre-Chorus]
Zach sat close without a word,
Shoulder touching, side by side.
Then Mama came with arms so warm
And held Sarah while she cried.
[Chorus]
You’re not a fruit thief, no, no, no,
You’re a seed spreader, watch you grow!
Every little seed you share
May become a tree somewhere.
Soft and smooth or full and new,
Growing is what Zufflekins do.
You’re not a fruit thief, no, no, no,
You’re a seed spreader - let your bright heart show!
[Bridge]
“Your fur is changing,” Mama said,
“Just like you’re growing every year.
Nothing about you is wrong, my love,
Your lovely self is right here.”
Sarah looked at Mama’s fur,
Then at the bird beneath the tree:
“Sarah the Seed Spreader!”
“That’s the best name,” laughed Zach happily.
[Final Chorus]
I’m not a fruit thief, no, no, no,
I’m a seed spreader, watch me grow!
Every little seed I share
May become a tree somewhere.
Soft and smooth or full and new,
Growing is what Zufflekins do.
I’m not a fruit thief, no, no, no,
I’m a seed spreader - let my bright heart show!
[Outro]
Under the Hempshayla tree,
There’s a little place for me.
