Surrealism Video (MV)

I was thinking 'bout the way he moved
In 1990
Protect the child from the stories
Always shifting on the high beams

We were hanging in your car
But I couldn't tell what's wrong

She bought a lighter for the soul
Now I'm wrapped up in the cold
Looking for the end of my freeze

When the sun comes out in the middle of the evening
I would take you out
With me
I act a fool
I want you to be more than I
And more than high
Up in the sky
Looking down
And moving around
Be more
Be more than these dark auras

There are still guys like me
Paranoia and lime key
Rain showers invite me
Bring the hail beside me

There was an option between reality
All that I could see
But I couldn't decide
So I hopped in the ride
And drove into the night
Yeah

When the sun comes out in the middle of the evening
I would take you out
With me
I act a fool
I want you to be more than I
And more than high
Up in the sky
Looking down
And moving around
Be more
Be more than these dark auras