Grand Central Video (MV)

I don't know anything
My life's an open field
I feel like a paper cup
Dissolving in a stream
The water around me
Comes flooding in my heart
I don't have anyone to bail me out

You can't see anything
When you're staring at the stars
In the Grand Central Station of our past
I couldn't catch the future
So quickly did it come
Subtract at least half of me
From inside out
The ghosts of the bright lights
Come walking in our doors
Take at least half of us
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)

I
I can't sleep anymore, my life's a marble arch
The sun is a paper train burning in our church
The shadows around me come flooding in my heart
I don't have any way to keep them out
The ghosts of bright lights come walking in our doors
Take at least half of us or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)
Or a little more (or a little more)

The ghosts of bright lights come walking in our doors
Take at least half of us or a little more (or a little more)
The ghosts of bright lights come walking in our doors
Take at least half of us or a little more (or a little more)
I'll always come through (or a little more, a little more)
Always come through
Always come through
Always come through
Always come through
Always come through