Dreaming Video (MV)

I'm on the edge of the precipice
My fingers shake as I stare into the abyss
And I don't know how it came to this
But as I jump I wake up and feel remiss

I tightrope faster than I walk on the land
My pockets heavy, 'cause I've filled them with sand
And as I get to my bed, I fall down
My vision narrows to a point, and I fall to sleep

And I'm dreaming
About keeping
My hands tied
To the bottle
Dreaming
About keeping
Floating
To the bottom

And I'm dreaming
About keeping
My hands tied
To the bottle
Dreaming
About keeping
Floating
To the bottom