Thoughts Deep Video (MV)

3am, morning or night
Not sure
Walking in the middle of the street, or alley, no cars, cant tell
Lights are burning as bright as your
No regrets for that coffee you had at midnight
Is there a way to feel young and old at the same time
Doesn't matter, you do
Rhythm and flow are as important to as you don't give a f*ck
You sleep on the floor
Say grounded, surrounded by everything you need
How is the world's breath as cold and painful as a need, LE
Breath of the world cold and painful as a need
You meditate and get lost in the thought of me
No, not me the one that speaks
The one inside and tells you not to give up whats sacred to me
(Hmm) growing while you hide
Now you know, its an alley, not a street
Sound of concrete gravel on bare feet, not a sound
Can't hear yourself think, thoughts deep
The ocean whispers your name should you quit your job to see it?
What the f*ck am I saying
You succumb to praying but god may not suit your fancy
2 dresses in the back of the closet you never wear
Holy jeans, d.o.g shirts, a few skirts that go down to your ankles
No man should see you
Not worthy
Drink whiskey when your thirsty
Will you make til you see 30
Live young, die free
Not as bad as lies for your lungs
Beautiful, you are, beautiful and strong
You always wanna work on or change something
But input is output sometimes its okay to give nothing

You're supposed to write whatever you wanted
Creative freedom
Suppression in all regions
If you don't wanna join em, leave em
Everyday changes like seasons
You drive west when the sunsets, east when it rises
Driven towards light the rearview is home to all vices
A highlight of time past
You keep em with you
Sit alone learn grow old
Better than being abused and misused by those who don't lift you
Up and away
Clouds where you spend most of your days
A gray morning haze provides what you needed
There's a lot of love and beauty in being defeated
You've begged and pleaded
Now you walk tall and your feet are in the ocean you quit your job for
You knew the water was just a metaphor
Going your own direction when theres already four
It pours when it rains
When's the last time you've stopped to feel pain
Whens the last time you've taken a breath
(Breath)
Daydreams nightmares they run together
Sunshine thunderstorms you like to weather
The storm, you were made from those you walk towards
You've lived many lives
So whats one more
You walk under the trees in the rain where you can't hear a thing
Not even yourself
Or the to do list and bills back home on the shelf
You know why you get lost to not find em
The world is the loudest its ever been, respect those who walk quiet
You've seen women and men justify some but not all of their sins
Only feel better when they feel better than
Why did a walk turn into a whatever you wanna call it of all thats ever been
The world is loud
Cant hear yourself think, thoughts deep
Your soul whispers your name, should you quit your job to hear it