Peal Video (MV)

Solitude on a day the clouds won't break, the air is thick but the ground is dry
In the most recent days the world has seemed farther away
Within inches of a long reach but always shy of the barrier
Silence breaks for the ringing of bells from churches residing nearby
Chaos erupts as 3 separate tones fight for the space that will grasp your attention
Demanding you listen
Null to the idea that your voice was unwanted, unneeded
A reach for acceptance, a reach for destruction
Silence resumes for what seems like a moment before the clouds begin to burst
And the rain starts to fall Flooding the streets without restraint
Drowning the seeds that rest in the soil, enriched by a law that seems like torture
As the rain begins to fade there lies a hint of solace in the notion
That life will emerge out of the darkness held by this world
A darkness that will exist whether or not you perceive it to
When you have become numb, when you have learned to bury your pain
You will finally be able to see through the clouds that shrouded your vision
Although a presence that seems overwhelming, the sight will get lost
And allow this to be taken for granted
And when the negative begins to appear
Unable to recall the the moments that this world didn't make you hurt
The pain you have buried will be exposed