Clarity Video (MV)

Clarity
Washed on over me
It was on the tip of my tounge, it wasn't long
Before I came to
Oh how the times
Can turn on a dime
It's before I begun, I heard the swan sung
It's last tune
Pull my roots from the ground
It's time to leave town
All the currents are stronger than they seem
Molted feathers in a stream
Hopefully
We'll one day speak openly
Of what was done, but how we've begun
To grow new
Oh how the times
Can turn on a dime
It's before I begin, I see the swans swim
And I try to remember their tune
Oh my lord
The water's will freeze right over
The ice is slipperier that it seems
Molted feathers in a stream
All I can do is keep on believing
The day will come when I can spend my evenings
With all of you
I'll one day re-root in the softest of lands
Feet in the mud and a swans trumpet in my hand