Ears Were Growing Video (MV)

Ears were growing, eyes were rolling
I was sitting on the sofa
You were telling some old lie
But no one cared, not even a fly

Did you cheer? I did not see it
Would I even have believed it?
Take me to the cinema
I want to inhabit the actress

'Cause I'm tired of feeling low
Whoa, open to letting go

Take me to another city
I feel high and northern pretty
Then I'll be in silver hands
And nothing can compete with that

The more I want, the more it grieves me
The glass is cracking underneath me
Call the doctor, I need help
To paint a picture of this fever

'Cause I'm tired of feeling low
Whoa, open to letting go

Fracturing the stone 'til it begins to fade
I'm opening the door, letting the light play
I'm wondering how this will continue on
Is it happening regardless of us?

Ears were growing, eyes were rolling
You and me back on that sofa
And nothing can compete with that

'Cause I'm tired of feeling low
Whoa, open to letting go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling low
Whoa, open to letting go