Something Video (MV)

Big, bright floating lights
Framing her head
Flashing glimpses
Of the life not mine
She speaks over her phone
But I can never hear her saying

Something
Calling out to me
Something
Something

There was no face left
Just a blank slate
Bathed in the dim glow
Of the endless scroll
In her glossed-over stare
Within the screen's reflection I see

Something
Looking back at me
Something
Something

My soul is a vacant house
No one will buy
Even the cobwebs
Of the spiders long past
Have since crumbled to dust
But in the basement peaking through
A growing crack
In the wall

Something
Only I can see
Something
Something
Something
Needs to be set free
Something
Something