I kept us inside the room for the whole refrain. The street only comes to the window, a little more each time. We don't walk out the door until the bridge, when the song itself says “doors opening one by one”.
Your five words, on the song
The colour does what your notes ask: it never switches. The room starts blue, and the gold from outside comes in a little further with every section.
Frames from the song




Three things from your notes I held on to
Never explain why.
We never see the dreamer's face in the room. Anyone can sit on that bed.
Let images breathe.
Four slow shots in this taste, no fast cuts. The words arrive with the voice and leave quietly.
The city was always there.
Nothing outside changes for the dreamer. Only how much of it we are allowed to see.
The full video
- The whole song, 4:38, painted in this look, in 1080p for YouTube
- Every lyric line timed to the voice
- Your photos where they fit. My idea: they hang as the small pictures on the dreamer's wall, and your dog gets the bridge line
- Two rounds of changes on timing, typos and small visual tweaks