Hall of Sound Video (MV)

Sometimes it's chilly in the summer
Sometimes there's darkness at noon
Sometimes you can't see the stars
For the glow of the moon
And if you're willing and the time's right
Get on over the hillside
Cause there's things over there
That you never be aware
Of the twisting trail of mystery
And this hall of sound

Sometimes you're falling back up
Sometimes the distance changes size
Sometimes you can't see the stars
For the glow of the moon
And it's the dreams in the past
That swirling find reasons through
And charming tales of unknown
Might go right over the tide
Still sliding timeless through illusions
Into this hall of sound