Enso Anima - Harlequin Ichthyosis and the Man Who Thought He Was Tree (Official Video)

- junho 05, 2021

Subscribe to our channel! ►GENTLY CARESS THAT BELL Discover our music and follow us on social media! ► https://linktr.ee/ensoanima Written & Performed by Enso Anima Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by Jaime Alan Wosk @ JAW Music Studios Enso Anima's fifth self produced music video expands the format of a lyric video, with the lyrics to the song expressively and beautifully rendered through the twists and turns of an abandoned factory! Abuse, trauma, and spending too much time trapped in your own head can all lead to a distorted view of the self. Bad habits and toxic behaviour, self-loathing and extreme anxiety can start to feel like an inescapable reality, something you're doomed to without end, such as a birth defect. Even the tiniest, most innocuous thoughts and actions can take on gargantuan, horrific proportions. But while this downward spiral can have incredible power and momentum, the idea that it is inevitable is an illusion. Our brains have infinite ability to change and create new neural pathways, form new habits, make new decisions. An even more powerful, progressive force can be created in the opposite direction, if one can take the first step to break themselves out of their myopic reality, and recognize the endless, infinitely variable universe of possibility to which they belong. And one way to do this, is through the realm of dreams... All painting and art by Caleb (deias) (Instagram: @daily_deias, www.teepublic.com/user/deias-designs) with assistance from Twila Dornan and Enso Anima. Design and layout by Enso Anima and Caleb (deias). Lyrics: And she said “Yeah, you define yourself” But she can’t stand to say “You know, you hide yourself so well” In three dead words I might find myself But what is it worth When I’m still lying to myself so well? Lie so well… Well I guess there’s no excuse No excuse for vision But there’s no reason at all we should be blind Indistinct But your face, begins to howl its wordless tunes As I steal their heart and run Seeking cages made of steel To confine me in this guise To indulge in indecision Without ever knowing why Even yet, I’m so dry And this helpless body yearns For the velvet poison of the night No exit to reveal Until the tiger’s burning heart Knows its victim is the lover in slow decay Fallen from the lips of grace (Well, I guess there’s no excuse) As you choose your own star to burn And it burns in your side like a brand irrevocable (Well, I guess there’s no excuse) I hope you throw some words to the dust (Well, I guess there’s no excuse) Cause they will find my ears Like an open palm finds the side of an open face It’s easy to pretend That your scars are all in order And your black heart won’t spring a well And poison it from beneath It’s easy to safeguard the worms in your head And you can keep your nightmares all trapped in your bed But then, how will you think? And where will you have left to dream? And she said “Yeah, you define yourself” But she can’t stand to say “You know, you hide yourself so well” In three dead words I might find myself But what is it worth When I’m still lying to myself so well What is it worth when I still lie so… We breathe through aquamarine dreams; This is what it must be like to see. (Lie so well)