Die on the Vine

Solemn words at 26 years old
A birthday card filled with I-told-you-so's
I heard the bells that came from the heart
But all I heard was make amends and depart
So pack your shit and throw into the sea
Make a fire fueled by misery
Spend your savings chasing new deer trails
And get lost by chasing your own tail

Did you think that things would go your way
Make amends with all the words you say
They're never yours if you want to live
Not to squander everything you did
Accolades, well throw them all away
When self worth is twisted in the fray
Tend your farm until the moon aligns
Stuck in drought, now all your dreams will die, on the vine
Your dreams will die, on the vine

Your wishes were careless, so throw them all away
Don't think of them as failures, just bastards on parade



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Matteson
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