Enjoy All Your Seasons Video (MV)

Let me tell you a story about a little boy named Tim
He was round the age of ten
When he was at his friends house visiting
Confronted with the question if he knew about a little sin
He said yes of course he needed to fit in
To avoid the further questioning
He found a reason to retreat
Started walking down the street
Saw the birds and trees
Singing happy as can be
Little did he know this was his last time truly being free
I need u to find your meaning
You can enjoy all your seasons
Not needing just one more reason
To end all of ur dreaming
What if little Timmy knew that someone sees him
Maybe he would get the help he's needing
Timmy's interest still had peaked
With different things that it could be
Started researching pornography
Job was not complete
Because that night he had to try it just to see
Which let him live in 5 second of fantasy
But that would never justify the pain
Didn't have the words that night
But come to find those waves were filled with shame
He knew his actions were the opposite of praising Jesus name
So he grabbed his iPad, walked downstairs, scared of every creek
He confessed to viewing sex upon the screen
Mom and dad just wanted to scream
But took a breath
Lied we're not upset
But the truth was clear
Fast forward half a year
Little Timmy
Realized losing objects made him emptier
Than sinning
So the first mask entered chat
Told his parents that was in the past
Like a miracle happened in his class
Chose to focus on the laugh
Which meant block out all the bad
Had a few years to train how to act
When he moved he acted sad
But saw it as an opportunity
To be the perfect me
But controlled by fear of people watching
So forced to just go with the flow
Forced to never get close
Forced to hide his emotes
Forced to never be home
Forced to never let go
I need u to find your meaning
You can enjoy all your seasons
Not needing just one more reason
To end all of ur dreaming
What if little Timmy knew that someone sees him
Maybe he would get the help he's needing
Let me tell you a story about a little boy named Timmy
Grew up in the church but wasn't until he turned sixteen
That he actually came face to face with the pristine
But he couldn't tell any
See he was such a good liar
The critics and the choirs
Came together to admire
So instead of celebration
The situation
Became sort of dire
And only one person was the wiser
No one was the wiser
Timmy stayed up every night
Just to prove that he's is a fighter
Timmy always knew that Jesus Christ was by his side
But took him twenty years of life for him to feel it deep inside
Started making stupid rhymes
Proclaiming Jesus name
While praying for the strength
Just to face another day
Let's take it back to the beginning
Timmy lost sight Jesus Christ the risen
Started falling into deepest waters hidden
Grabbed the first thing that he could which just led to more sinning
When he kept on making promises and then forgetting
Didn't know how he could ever be forgiven
There was no good in him, not even a remnant
But no matter how much life away was given
Jesus Christ was never in the distance
I need u to find your meaning
You can enjoy all your seasons
Not needing just one more reason
To end all of ur dreaming
What if little Timmy knew that someone sees him
Maybe he would get the help that he was needing