Worn Indentions Video (MV)

Through the window there's a light
If you glance between the trees,
As calm as the wind gently carries the leaves
Through the door I see a way,
But you'll have to break the frame
To step outside the walls that hold the pictures you paint
Close your eyes and reminisce
Once charmed like the silver that grazed her wrist
The worn indentions that you still miss at times
Wake in the night, it was almost real
You can start the day from behind the wheel
But there's nowhere to drive the shiver you feel inside
At times
Through the darkness there's a voice
And it can bring you to your knees
Then take what you keep for the sake of ease
Through the whispers there's a truth
In what we say and what we do
That can break beyond the frame that the pain construed
Close your eyes and reminisce
Once charmed like the silver that grazed her wrist
The worn indentions that you still miss at times
Wake in the night, it was almost real
The worn indentions that you still feel
The hopeful sorrow that is far too real inside
At times
Worn indentions that you still miss at times
Worn indentions that you still miss at times
The worn indentions that you still miss
The worn indentions that you still
Worn indentions that you still miss at times