‘It’s Unusual’ Official Music Video – Kelly Boesch | 4K

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I wrote this song about the kind of love that feels less like peace and more like a beautiful addiction. The relationships that pull you under so deeply you mistake intensity for connection. Where tenderness and damage somehow exist in the same breath. Some loves feel calm and steady, while others consume you completely, leaving traces of themselves in every room, every street, every quiet moment.

I’ve watched people I care about lose themselves inside relationships like this, and when I was younger, I knew that feeling too. There’s something about growing older that changes your relationship to chaos. You begin to recognize the difference between being loved and being emotionally undone.

“It’s Unusual” lives in that space between longing and comfort, devotion and decay. Where love is messy, haunting, and impossible to fully let go of.

As usual I prefer an abstract video to accompany my songs. Many people are hoping I would create the story behind the song but I prefer to let the viewer feel the song in their own way, without my story driving it.

It’s Unusual

[Verse 1]
Your fingers trembled in the dark
Pressing hard enough to mark
Your sharp tongue split my soul apart
And scattered sadness on my heart

You place your gloves beside the bed
Then whisper things you’ve never said
The kettle sings a minor tune
And every sound resembles you

[Chorus]
It’s unusual, this tender fright
How daylight bruises into night
How every ordinary street
Feels holy underneath your feet

It’s unusual, this soft decay
The way lost hours refuse away
How longing folds itself in two
And makes a quiet home of you

[Verse 2]
You trace the bruise along my wrist
Like something either loved or missed
The hallway light burns faint and blue
Like better days and thoughts of you

Your hair smells faintly of the sea
And burnt cloves from a memory
You kiss my cheek, then disappear
Yet somehow leave your weather here

[Chorus]
It’s unusual, this tender fright
How daylight bruises into night
How every ordinary street
Feels holy underneath your feet

It’s unusual, this soft decay
The way lost hours refuse away
How longing folds itself in two
And makes a quiet home of you

[Outro]
So leave the lamp half-burning bright
And tell me tales that wake the night
For love was never clean or true
Only strange enough to follow through

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Lyrics written by me, Kelly Boesch. Music created under my creative direction with assistance from Suno.

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