Chandeliers Video (MV)

Crystalline chandeliers hang from your sleeping eyes.
Each stone seems more than a crystal to me.
They're more like diamonds that you have wiped within your angel-kissed skin.
Far too many times these rigid stones, these diamond tears,
With the numbers so great.
They've formed the chandeliers from you.

All these jagged years so mean.
So lean of interludes of delight.
Many an eve you've wept till blue.
Many more you've held your feelings in tight.

Deep down within' you carry other's sins,
And you cry to the man who sits up high.
So many worries, see joy pass in flurries,
Can leave you wrinkled to die.