Harmony Video (MV)

Somewhere deep down in basements of sinking apartment building
Lay countless unused paint cans full of expired paints and poisons
Waiting for drunken romantics to make hysteric scenes with
Waiting to be touched and used to surface even for just one night

Wet pavement streets and washed out towns were never good places for soccer games
Rusty truck beds seductively inviting the sick and lonely for a night's rest
Morning comes punching in with a roar familiar of an auctioneer
Morning steps of salty toes and unwashed dinner plans regurgitate onto a near by floor bed

Distant pans of shutters and whispers trip through cracks of sidewalks
While the wind still moves your hair until it wraps around your face
Dancing pollen floats down like snow onto earthly surfaces once bare
Dancing vibrations gather round car alarms and hum in harmony