A City Speaks Video (MV)

With pages turned away
Curtains billowing against dripping skies
Should we shut ourselves and the windows we both left open now?
Had I the time to say that
I don't say anything any more
Being careful, but nothing is harmless
Worth is found
Is there a chipped glass somewhere?
Chiming its sonder ring
Into meandering night of gentle ebbing
As scent over quiet
Screaming an ocean's weight in sorrow
And milk and honey borrowed
Whistling by bridges
Under arches of ancient fortitude
And their well-worn lashes of water's relentless siege
Built strong above a wave of calamity
Expressionless
For no words can speak it
Or express it solemnly
Simply stand and accept
It will be
It will be