Off Season Video (MV)

Chessboard maps aggressive snaps
The sneaking feeling
A board game wanes army of cells
Genetic codes all hope
An angry son flails at no one
And pain is all around

I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
Let this fearless feeling carry

I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
Let this fearless feeling carry

Trip to the shore beach cabin calls
But it's off season soft breezes
That barely lift the spirit
In a wheelchair brave and bare
In a green room the wall close in on our tears
The dreaming of healing

The fishing boat flips us out and she begins to shout
What kind of vacation is this with you so sick
In place of these well we've agreed to not be something
It's called a sulk try to bulk up and buck up son
A pat on the back a brand new cap to cover up your skull