Hands from SUN by entertainment for the braindead

I summoned a ghost that no spell could revoke
it smashed me to pieces in one single stroke
I think I’m alright now, just frayed at the seams
and slightly hung up on the edge of a dream

the weather is changing, the air smells of rain
a head full of phantoms I cannot contain
a handful of sunbeams, a mouthful of snow
a painful reminder of long ago

hand, oh hand, don’t shake, you’ll be held again
heart oh heart don’t break, this is not our end

they say it’ll heal but how can I be sure?
I drank every potion that promised a cure
I think I’m alright now, but something remains
like lumps in my bloodstream, clogging my veins

hand oh hand set free all you cling on to
heart oh heart don’t be so afraid to lose

• Acoustic
• berlin
• folk
• indie
• livelooping
• post-pop
• Berlin