End of the Season Video (MV)

Today, I set aside the time to do some wandering
Up and down, throughout the garden of all my hopes and dreams
But as I look around at who I wanted to be
I'm surprised by what I've found here inside of me

I had tilled the soil, planted the seeds; I gave each bed a name
Then I'd sat down to watch the sky, but the rainfall never came
And this did not turn out like I thought it would be
And it has made me doubt my security

This path has led me to the end of the season
And my steps are heavy with the weight that I'm feeling
But instead of sitting down to cry, I think that I
Will begin to sing

Oh no, this was not the harvest that I had planned to reap
But the very definition of growth does not exclude these weeds
And so I think it's time for some composting
Let's see what I can find with repurposing

No, I can't burn these weeds cause of my emotions
I wouldn't be complete if I didn't have them

And this same path has led me to the start of a season
Where I'm not fretting over questions or reasons
And instead of sitting down to cry, I think that I
Will begin to sing
Will begin to sing

Will begin to sing
Will begin to sing
Will begin to sing