Ward's Island Video (MV)

Planes overhead
Light in my eyes
The buildings stretch
Like arms of steel and glass at night
The sun wakes the dead
The drones all take flight
Those left behind
Are expected to steal and fight
A sea of empty heads
Bopping to their siren's pulpit song
I feel the tremble on your skin
From this nowhere train you're thrown
Shades of the day
Swirls of delight
Dew kiss my face
Walking through this gossamer life
A sea of empty heads
Bopping to their siren's pulpit song
I feel the tremble on your skin
From this nowhere train you're thrown
I need to tell you something
That's been on my mind
There is a place that you can go
Where there is no such thing as time
And everyone that you know
Is just a figment of your mind
No rules for inclusion
It's all an illusion