Meet Me at the Bookstore Video (MV)

Feels like this tide might consume me I never learned how to swim Guess I'm afraid of the deep end So the story begins

I heard that truth prefers the summer So I quite like when it rains Feels like I'm falling to pieces But I'm not one to complain

I know that I should be sleeping Midday in the middle of the night Tired from keeping my head down I must remember the light

Looks like a million strangers Recognise every face in the room Guess theres some Sadness inside me Nothing ever feels brand new

Now the sky is so heavy Meet at the end of the pier I forgot my umbrella Now the summertime is nowhere near

Wez said that pressure makes diamonds Well I'm the most precious of stone Keep on fighting the good fight I'll see you on down the road

So meet me at the bookstore I got some stories to tell Wish I wasnt so nervous