Uploaded February 2011 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago
NEW ALBUM "GALAXY" OUT NOW!
iTunes: tinyurl.com/Galaxy-itunes
Bandcamp: einastronaut.bandcamp.com
Follow me on facebook.com/einastronaut for touring updates and other stuff
Cody is a VideoSong:
What you see is what you hear. No lip syncing for instruments or voice.
No hidden Sounds.
Words by Cody Weber - youtube.com/saturninefilms
Every time I watch the sun rise, and it happens a lot lately, I fear that I'll never sleep again. I read this story once about a woman that woke up one morning and never slept again for the rest of her life. After eleven or twelve days, her spirit was but a shadow of its former self. She was delusional and started hallucinating. The woman, whose name I can never remember for the life of me, went mute and couldn't move away from the chair she was sitting in. She died still sitting in it. I always think about that story for some reason. How does the slow dissent toward nothing feel? What's it like to keep your body but lose your soul in the process? How does it feel to waltz around sanity and fall off it's edge?
I think I might be finding out.
This song is dedicated to Cody Weber.
NEW ALBUM "GALAXY" OUT NOW!
iTunes: tinyurl.com/Galaxy-itunes
Bandcamp: einastronaut.bandcamp.com
Follow me on facebook.com/einastronaut for touring updates and other stuff
Cody is a VideoSong:
What you see is what you hear. No lip syncing for instruments or voice.
No hidden Sounds.
Words by Cody Weber - youtube.com/saturninefilms
Every time I watch the sun rise, and it happens a lot lately, I fear that I'll never sleep again. I read this story once about a woman that woke up one morning and never slept again for the rest of her life. After eleven or twelve days, her spirit was but a shadow of its former self. She was delusional and started hallucinating. The woman, whose name I can never remember for the life of me, went mute and couldn't move away from the chair she was sitting in. She died still sitting in it. I always think about that story for some reason. How does the slow dissent toward nothing feel? What's it like to keep your body but lose your soul in the process? How does it feel to waltz around sanity and fall off it's edge?
I think I might be finding out.
This song is dedicated to Cody Weber.
