Charged Clouds Songtext
von Bode Preto

Cloudy morning at quarter past ten
My brother at my door to talk to me
To bring me instructions he got from a far
Missing his breath, jabbering in speed

Frantic hands revolving the air
It′s like he's strumming invisible strings
With notes and sounds of an impossible tune
I can′t understand what he struggles to teach


After some time it starts to adjust
My senses polluted and I thought it was me
I open my eyes and the sky now is clear
I can hear the music that he plays within

He says
"Please be brave and walk carefully
As the jackals are rambling
And snakes now have wings
Frankly I beg you to stay by my side
'Cause the clouds make the rain
Not the trees as you dream"