Open the Windows Video (MV)

Invite all the ghosts that look inside at me
Open the windows and set them all free
Slowly wake up from the strangest of dreams
I never thought about what they could mean
Buried our bodies in the salt and snow
Covered it over we thought it would grow
Waited for summer to see what we'd sown
The emptiest season that I've ever known
I'm counting backwards and I'm counting slow
Chasing the darkness with nowhere to go
We're all just looking for someone to hold
Not filling up space between the warm and cold
It's 4 in the morning
And I'm giving speeches
No one is listening
But i don't believe in
An infinite wisdom
Thats making decisions
We'll build it an alter
Make it an offer
Whatever the cost is
Or this thing will haunt us