Sleeping At Last | "Watermark" - Sleeping At Last (Micro Music Video) @SleepingAtLast1 | Uploaded 5 years ago | Updated 11 hours ago
Footage by the incredible, Ashley Kiczek (http://aflowerofgod.blogspot.com) - "Watermark" is from the Sleeping At Last album, "Yearbook" - get it here: open.spotify.com/album/7Eo61cFGGxddEB9F25pDE6
What's a "Micro Music Video"? A tiny, simple and hypnotizing video accompaniment to my songs. Rather than seeing a static image, I loved the idea of having a visual to get lost in while listening.
Lyrics:
You were carved out of the sea,
Watermarked by our ancestry.
In a tug of war
Between the tide and me,
What felt like loss was a victory,
As you were swept ashore
Like bottles holding prayers.
Where you were carved out of the earth,
Safe and sound in your second birth,
Gravity has tied your anchor to the shore,
As a lighthouse tames the endless ocean roar.
Against the calming light,
Our silhouettes are changing shape.
The stories you’ve been told
Have made you brave.
Such inheritance
Was formed within the sand,
Like the shells you gather
In the safety of your hands.
Dive in, with your eyes closed,
For the life you were born to claim.
The water will be paralyzed
By the courage you contain.
The flutter of your earnest heart,
It will fill the silent seas
And all will be restored in your melody.
Footage by the incredible, Ashley Kiczek (http://aflowerofgod.blogspot.com) - "Watermark" is from the Sleeping At Last album, "Yearbook" - get it here: open.spotify.com/album/7Eo61cFGGxddEB9F25pDE6
What's a "Micro Music Video"? A tiny, simple and hypnotizing video accompaniment to my songs. Rather than seeing a static image, I loved the idea of having a visual to get lost in while listening.
Lyrics:
You were carved out of the sea,
Watermarked by our ancestry.
In a tug of war
Between the tide and me,
What felt like loss was a victory,
As you were swept ashore
Like bottles holding prayers.
Where you were carved out of the earth,
Safe and sound in your second birth,
Gravity has tied your anchor to the shore,
As a lighthouse tames the endless ocean roar.
Against the calming light,
Our silhouettes are changing shape.
The stories you’ve been told
Have made you brave.
Such inheritance
Was formed within the sand,
Like the shells you gather
In the safety of your hands.
Dive in, with your eyes closed,
For the life you were born to claim.
The water will be paralyzed
By the courage you contain.
The flutter of your earnest heart,
It will fill the silent seas
And all will be restored in your melody.
