Best Mistakes Video (MV)

Son of a first shifter
You were born to run in place
Or lean on your bike outside the Dairy View
Where the graduates and wastrels shotgun in their cars
Recover from work is all they seem to do
But it beams down from the towers
So you patch it straight into your veins
30, 000 Watts of expectant fantasy
You hear the rumbles and the backfires
Echo down seventy-one
Disciples spreading the gospel of revelry
And these songs that sear your senses
As you're floating past the houses
Stripped of their defenses
And these moments momentous, leave you shaken and breathless
It's a sky of sparks from Brookpark to Story Road
You're blessed and cursed and catered to
You second guess and troubleshoot
As if you've known regret
But your best mistakes still lay ahead
Does she march with the percussion
Or slouch in some arcade
You pedal miles to find out every night
Someone to cool the fits and fevers
Or just to hold your hand
Someone to run with you when you run for your life
In the land of the losing season
It's just something that you gotta go through
Hear the cheering fade from the bleachers to the bars
Maybe the valley's got it in for you
Like the kids in detention say
Bracing for the oncoming death of the heart
But just dial up your station
Arms out and fairly racing
Towards a holy hallucination
And these moments momentous, leave you shaken and breathless
It's a sky of sparks from MacBeth to Orchard Road
Blessed and cursed and catered to
You second guess and troubleshoot
Like you're so tight with regret
But your best mistakes still lay ahead