Weightless Feathers from Inner Coasts by SUNDAYS

Uhh, we’re weightless underneath
You whispered so light on your feet
Never saw what you could see

Time flies nowhere, yet again
It’s changing the touch of your hand
Will we ever stand a chance?

Where did you go
You’re out of my head

Fools in feathers, lying there
Next to each other so close and sealed
No one saw who we became

Lost recordings make their way
Went to the burrows and back
In time, for our legs to find their way

But where did you go
You’re out of my head
How could you know
That I’ll never forget?

Here, you said
As you put a feather in my hand
Feel this when you’re world is sinking through the sand

Uhh, we’re weightless underneath
You whispered so light on your feet
Never saw what you could see

Time flies nowhere, yet again
It’s changing the touch of your hand
Will we ever stand a chance?

Where did you go
You’re out of my head

• Folk
• acoustic pop
• folk pop
• melancholic folk
• nordic folk
• pop
• Copenhagen