A Million Cuts Video (MV)

Living with a million cuts
Means living with a million scars
Art is all, and all is art
This world arcs across space
Slices through an ever-expanding galaxy
Cutting a path to infinity
A bridge from here to where?
A bridge from here to where?
We must be going
While we walk this world
Our own lives are key
Through our own timeline
Of living and dying
Inflicting, cutting with our tongues, our minds
Sometimes bleeding from others
Sometimes so self-inflicted
So self-inflicting
Living and dying with a million cuts
Means living and dying with a million scars
Surviving demands, some self-healing, healing
So bridge that gap
Some wounds are small
Some wounds are gaping
So much trauma escaping
So let those open wounds begin to flow
To scar over
This is your mind and body healing
Let's use our tongues and minds
For others, for us
Just to stop the bleeding
To heal, yeah
This is what we all are needing
Living and dying with a million cuts
Means living and dying with a million scars
A million scars
A million scars
I am willing to turn into a bridge of stone
And endure five hundred years
Of wind and rain and sunlight
Alone
Alone
And all I ask of you
Is to cross it
I am willing to turn into a bridge of stone
And endure five hundred years
Of wind and rain and sunlight
Alone
And all I ask of you
Is to cross it