Nothing Personal Video (MV)

Ships pass in the night
A sleeping sea beneath a low-hanging moon
And a blanket of stars
Prying heroes from an ill-fated coup
But it's nothing personal
Ships pass in the night
A shadow flickers against the ominous glow
Of a confident light
Risking silence to invite another soul
And the call is returned
Oh sweet communion: two flames upon the sea
And a voice is obscured
None make the effort to decipher what it sings
But it's nothing personal
I wait for you there
Where your ship passed, once in a dream
To retrieve what was lost
A shallow word, a pearl button in the sea
But it's nothing personal