Lost My America Video (MV)

A chair in the corner
one leg broken
and a whisper in the hall
there's frustration
another walk aroumd the room
a loss of direction
before the start
Some say alot
with few words spoken
some with peace
say nothing at all
it's just a matter
of motivation to live
just a question
of where to get love
>> thrills and sand
>> fall through my open hand
>> where's my tone gone
>> words look for the song
Lost my america
but made my own way
i believe
to this garden
but on my face
the idea is showing
shelter me for no reason
at all
Sunlight slanting
paranoid
feeling cold
a little f*cked up... alone
seems i'm spending
these supposed best of years
quite unlike
it says right here
cold
a little f*cked up... alone
Take the face
in hands spread open
and one to one
let the power run
feed the mouth
that's hungry... open
feed the mind
that wonders why