The Visitors Video (MV)

In the summer my father comes south
To visit the visitors. In the visitor's windows

The boat pushed out, the sea was calm he let out his sails, I held out my arms
Always mindful for a storm he'd say "stay insightful, but keep the ship tight and warm"

In the summer my father comes south
To visit the visitors. In the visitor's windows

We see a different world, with a very different view
We've only scratched the surface
Coz we perceive we can not see through... those

Bittersweet sensations whatever we believe
Unlocking these reservations takes a higher key

In the summer my father comes south
To visit the visitors. In the visitor's windows

But now we seem like strangers the bond is gone
Torn and disconnected we think in different tongues
Bittersweet sensations whatever we perceive
Unlocking these reservations takes a higher key

In the summer my father comes south
To visit the visitors. In the visitor's windows

"And I believe there is a time for meditation
In (Shtebel's) of our own"