Music Video Monday

Song: Introduced Species
Artist: Hands Like Houses
Album: Unimagine (2013)
Label: Rise Records
                                                                                                                                                              
Hands Like Houses is:
Trenton Woodley - Lead Vocals
Matt Cooper - Lead Guitar
Alexander Pearson - Rhythm Guitar, Backing Vocals
Joel Tyrrell - Bass, Backing Vocals
Jamal Sabet - Keyboards
Matt Parkitney - Drums
                                                                                                                                                              
Lyrics:
We don't belong here.

In a way we are all connected,
Threaded together.
In a way we are all suspended,
Bound going nowhere.

Wake up,
Walk on the wires.
Defeat and define.
Wake up,
Evolve and escape,
Unravel, unmake yourself.

We speak in tongues,
And we walk on the wires between.
We don't belong here.
We are the sleeping sickness,
The dancing dreams.
We don't belong here.
We're invaders from the inside,
We're survivors in silver skin.
Shapeless, we move,
Unwinding the wires between.
We don't belong here.

So we'll follow,
Follow down each knot-less fathom to the end.
No more hollow, hollow sounds,
Of echoes, echoes in our heads.

Wake up,
Walk on the wires.
Defeat and define.
Wake up,
Evolve and escape,
Unravel, unmake yourself.

We speak in tongues,
And we walk on the wires between.
We don't belong here.
We are the sleeping sickness,
The dancing dreams.
We don't belong here.
We're invaders from the inside,
We're survivors in silver skin.
Shapeless, we move,
Unwinding the wires between.
We don't belong here.

It's been a long, long night,
And we're still learing how to survive.
Will you walk with me a while,
And see a world with brand new eyes?
We see the signs,
And we're fighting for our lives.
Will you run?
Will you run?
Will you run?

(It's no longer survival of the fittest, now that everyone survives.
But we don't want to survive...
...We want to live.)

In a way we are all connected,
Threaded together.
In a way we are all suspended...

We speak in tongues,
And we walk on the wires between.
We don't belong here.
We are the sleeping sickness,
The dancing dreams.
We don't belong here.
We're invaders from the inside,
We're survivors in silver skin.
Shapeless, we move,
Unwinding the wires between.
We don't belong here.