The Storm Video (MV)

I'm not gonna be bitter and twisted anymore
I've hung to the ceiling and I've clung to the floor
I've listened to hundreds of songs
I wont listen to no more
I'm not gonna stay in a place I don't feel I belong
I need to make some new stories
And right a few wrongs
And if this is all there is
Then this is all I've got
I tried to drown out this world for too long
And I told myself nothing was left
And what I had was all gone
Maybe I got it wrong
And the flare under your chair could get you home back to me
But you seem to choose living like you're lost out at sea
Barely staying afloat
A broken compass in your coat
Did you try to drown out this world for too long
And did you tell yourself nothing was left
And what you had was all gone
Maybe we got it wrong
All we could see were the storms
All we could see were the storms
All we could see were the storms
All we could see were the storms
All we could see were the storms
Blowing from north through to home
All we could see were the storms
Blowing from north through to home
All we could see were the storms
Blowing from north through to home
All we could see were the storms