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• Artiste: Bear's Den
• Titre: Dew On The Vine
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Born to break or to last, is it all in the past? Is that a scar or a birthmark? Retracing this cold heart, and now I'm all out of thread. And I don't want to die here. Keep chasing echoes of my mind, Babe it's a fine line, And I'm so far over it, And I know it. Beneath it all it's still broken, Cut me out, cut it open, I can't do it anymore. I can't do it. I don't pay any mind To the dew upon the vine Does that mean that it's not there, If I can see it at all? Though the morning light will burn away All the fog the night creates, There'll still be a trace of our love left behind In the dew upon the vine. Where to go or to hide, You're only worth your old lies. Confiding in your own mine, Caught in the cold lie, I thought you were better man. I thought you were better, man. A slip step on the tight rope, Freaked out by a false hope That things could be alright. No they're not alright. I don't pay any mind To the dew upon the vine Does that mean that it's not there, If I can see it at all? Though the morning light will burn away All the fog the night creates, There'll still be a trace of our love left behind In the dew upon the vine. I'll contain my heart, It's like lightning trying to put out a spark. I'll contain my heart, You're like lightning trying to put out a spark. I never payed any mind To the dew upon the vine Does that mean that it's not there, If I can see it at all? Though the morning light will burn away All the fog the night creates, There'll still be a trace of our love left behind And the driving rain will wash away All the frightened fires I could not tame There'll still be a trace of our love left behind In the dew upon the vine.