The Sound from SUN by entertainment for the braindead

the river runs dry
as rain has stopped falling
your restless bluebird
tired of flight
I sink to my knees
tired of calling
this body my own
and all that’s inside
I open my pale eyes and see
a gentle wind caress the trees
I wanna be the leaves it shakes
with bare hands I’ve dug
a grave for our future
and wished you good luck
forgetting your past
I open my pale eyes to watch
the sun and the horizon touch
I wanna be the sound it makes


I close my tired eyes and wait
until the golden sunlight fades

I close my tired eyes and wait
until the patterns corellate
I wanna be the time it takes

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