States Video (MV)

It takes time to learn to fly
We fight to feed ourselves and
Spare so little for others

I've got toothpicks in my eyes
Oh the sights I've seen
I'd love to close my weary eyes
But it so dark inside
To see or to be blind
I'm cut both ways

My heart is in the open
Nailed to a tree
It's dried by the wind
Scorched by the heat
Drenched by the rain
Bitten by the cold
But never frozen to the core
It is scratched at by the animals

To open it up is to be crushed
To close it is to be withered
I'm ruined either way

My mind is a flooded river
Nourished and drowned by the water
It's constantly battered with floating debris

The states are in civil war
To close it is to die, to open it is to truly fly
Sometimes I feel like I'm going to lose my grip
The states are in civil war