Ancient Wine and Bleeding Tears

Verse 1

Walking through the brambles

Beneath a restless lidless sky

The cold rain knows my pace

I feel the fog hold its breath when I pass by

Rambling past the ruins of a thousand dreams

Carrying a name I can no longer claim

Buried under ice

Hidden deep within the grain

Pre-Chorus

It wasn't madness

It wasn't sorrow

It was the lie

Chorus

He drinks the wine of forgotten souls

Sipping red like bleeding tears

Wine that tastes like moonlight on a grave

Filling up the empty years

Waiting for a sound

Waiting for the call

Waiting for the ghost of it all

Verse 2

The bar sits broken in the timber

Ancient wood rotting in the damp

Gathering the lost ones

Huddled close beneath a flicker of a lamp

Fourteen winters calling out from the edge

Gentle like a shock through my tired spine

Burning through the marrow

Turning water into brine

Pre-Chorus

It wasn't madness

It wasn't sorrow

It was the lie

Chorus

He drinks the wine of forgotten souls

Sipping red like bleeding tears

Wine that tastes like moonlight on a grave

Filling up the empty years

Waiting for a sound

Waiting for the call

Waiting for the ghost of it all

Bridge

Maybe she was an angel

Maybe she was a dream

Or a final trick of light

Written in the land of spirits

Before the time

Before the life

Before the wandering started

Chorus

He drinks the wine of forgotten souls

Sipping red like bleeding tears

Wine that tastes like moonlight on a grave

Filling up the empty years

Waiting for a sound

Waiting for the call

Waiting for the ghost of it all

Post-Chorus

Oh oh

The soul remembers

The soul remembers now

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