Crushed Grapes

Blasphemy (x3)
I watch you sing your song of pain
See your river of tears run out
Into that heavy rain

Laugh for me (x3)
So I know there’s still a fire
Still a child hidden in there somewhere
Walking on a wire

Hunker down (x3)
All dressed in camouflage
Those traps you say hide ‘neath the leaves
Only your mind’s mirage

Settle down (x3)
Your face keeps making shapes
I don’t think I’ve ever seen before
Your eyes look like crushed grapes

If you reach a cul-de-sac
Blame the gods, don’t blame the map
Oh boy
Don’t let those bastards be a damper to your joy
Just keep your happiness intact
In the end, this too shall pass
Oh girl
Don’t waste your breath
Getting upset at the world

Head full (x3)
Of plans that don’t make sense
You’d think this life could throw you a bone
Or maybe a slice of bread

The plink of pebbles
The plink of pebbles
Resonate against your bedroom window
Woke you up in the middle of your dream
Prettiest pillow face I’d ever seen

If you reach a cul-de-sac
Blame the gods, don’t blame the map
Oh boy
Don’t let those bastards be a damper to your joy
Just keep your happiness intact
In the end, this too shall pass
Oh girl
Don't waste your breath getting upset at the world