same sky Video (MV)

It used to be i was proud i could mix with any crowd, but now it seems i've lost the ability, to be in polite company, to edit the words that come so easily : and when does compromise turn into white lies, who's the one to decide what is rude and what is nice, and i am starting to realize, it's not just what i do or say, oh no, it's who i am : and everywhere i go i know it's the same sky above, and everytime i say goodbye i look up to the sun : it used to be that a friend was a stranger i'd just met, but lately in a crowd it seems it's easy to offend, and i don't care to talk with those who are thin-skinned, to tread on eggshells so that they can pretend : that their experience is the only one there is, don't you dare rock the boat this conversation won't float