I'm Fine, I'm Fine｜@liwei · 水彩乡村音乐 MV

Inside the song and film

“I'm fine, I'm fine” grows less convincing each time it returns. A wave at the station, the drive home with open windows, a coffee cup kept and finally put away remember what the speaker cannot say. Pedal steel and fiddle lengthen the sighs of this slow country song; the restrained female voice leaves room for grief rather than declaring it. Watercolor and colored pencil stay with the ordinary objects. When the second verse arrives, composure loosens: one small room holds a whole life after goodbye.

[Verse 1]
I didn't cry at the station
I waved the way you do
I drove back with the windows down
and the radio playing through

[Chorus]
And I'm fine, and I'm fine
is a thing that you can say
until the second verse comes round
and takes it all away

[Verse 2]
I kept your coffee cup a while
then put it with the rest
there's nothing in this house of mine
that isn't doing its best