Darkness At Noon Video (MV)

A torrid little piece of art it was, welcome to the family but take a seat by the door because, it's a counterfeit kind of miserable, combine expectation with cynical cause, when shame came right around the corner, a brother of mine though i hope not a daughter, i climbed out, out from this water, a janus faced problem makes no sense at all, cause i know i want to be seen, but i kinda hate most of what comes out of me, it's a crisis of belief, i'm somewhere in between. I can't remind you much more than i do, when it's darkness at noon, memory ruined, a curtain call, find something new. I want to be part of it, in a new reality i'll shed the bitter peel, can you name a colour you haven't seen? They say history rhymes and it doesn't repeat, did i fall far from your expectation or reinforce most of what you thought of me? They say the blessed are the calm and the blessed are the free, but a pot bellied pig of a man can be these, well i fold on bended knee, when you give me a slither of warmth under feet, it's a crisis of belief, i'm somewhere in between. i can't remind you much more than i do, when it's darkness at noon, memory ruined, misery is an open book, the sound of a pencil, a disguise i wear thin, when it's darkness at noon, memory ruined, a curtain call, find some-thing new.