'It's Unusual' Official Music Video - Kelly Boesch | 4K

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 #ai #aiart #aivideo #music #dance Lyrics written by me, Kelly Boesch. Music created under my creative direction with assistance from Suno. Legal: © 2026 Kelly Boesch All visuals and music in this video are original works created and directed by the artist with AI-assisted tools. All final creative decisions, editing, composition, and authorship are exclusively owned by the artist. Any unauthorized use, reproduction, reposting, or remixing is strictly prohibited and may result in DMCA enforcement.