SPADE Video (MV)

I've been planting
Row after row
That endless resource
That always seems so
Short in supply
I don't want to hide mine
Anymore
So i've outgrown my field
This unlimited yield
I can't see over hedges
It's dropping from branches
This love that i grew for myself
Won't you take it
And though I don't need it
I'm praying that one day you'll
Restore my well
Or I'll be dispelled
And my will depleted
The seeds, you can keep them
But wind won't allow me to stay
Where i'm not well -
Received, in a bottle
The spirits I swallow
They mutter your name
And I feel your graze
Like a ghost who refuses to
Sweep me away
When the mess has been made
With you wielding my spade