Americans from Harvest Sun by Rudolf Könen

AMERICANS

We’ve lost the confidence in what they’re doing
Once they were like shining stars
But all is shattered now and lying in ruins
Bleeding faces, tears and scars

They were growing fat and still they’re hungry
Their freedom is a sweet cliché
But I don’t blame them for all trial and error
I hope they find back in the way

It’s not quite simple, who can you trust now?
Who is wrong and who is right?
The louder ones never were my fellows –
They only need to have a fight

Wind is turning, times are a-changing
And all the natives chant again
The shining colours of all cultures
Didn’t fade away – they still remain!

• Acoustic
• indie folk
• instrumental
• pop
• rock
• singer-songwriter
• Cologne