Fly Video (MV)

I have this recurring dream, we've had enough
We pack our clothes in bags and sell all our stuff
And we fly, fly far away from here
We fly, fly far away from here

Far from the sirens call and far from the noise
Far from the endless strip mall gas station stores
We will fly, fly far away from here
Fly, fly far away from here

The plane will guide us through
The dark night of the soul
When we arrive we'll sink our hands into the soil
Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh

And we will go to bed in this strange new place
And we will sleep with smiles upon our face
And we will wake up in the early light
And we will pluck the sweet grape from the vine
And we will walk down to the village square
When we fly far away from here