Brand New Sun

Yeah….. grab a broken branch

With a sunburnt hand, in a washed up land

Soon….. we should rest a while

You’re like a tired child, it’s been a lot of miles

I might fall down, and my back is bad

And you might fall down on a sleeping bag

So you should hold my hand, while everything blows away

And we’ll run, to a brand new sun

And we will run to a brand new sun

Damn….. how did it get so bad?

With all the dreams we had,

And now you seem so sad.

So you should hold my hand, while everything blows away

And we’ll run, to a brand new sun

And we will run to a brand new sun

And we will run…..