Don't Die On The Vine lyrics
Song information
Artist: Sheila Nicholls Album: Brief Strop
Lyrics
Don't die on the vine, baby Though the weather here is fine, maybe There's a storm rolling over those hills Don't let it soak you Don't let it choke you
Cause you're the only ancient king that I've ever known And my weekly injection, on your passion throne And you reveal what's concealed in this smiling town Re-sensitize me, and your condemned to be free
And I saw you in the garden In the middle of the storm And both are questioning our sanity Both are pleading to be born
So I asked you for the direction To the place thats calm and clear And as I looked at your reflection I saw my face in the mirror
Don't die on the vine, baby 'Cause your survival is mine, maybe The wayside's filled with the blind and the numb You make me see, you make me feel Inviting hope for a moment that's real
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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