Severed From the Vine

I was severed from the vine
Nothing came out right
I'd wait outside
And you and I we lay in the beds we made

You bare no fruit for me to eat
There is no rain there's nothing sweet
I've searched for crops but there is dirt at my feet

I'll do it right
Just let me try one more time
The path you've paved may not be the freest way

You bare no fruit for me to eat
There is no rain there's nothing sweet
I've searched for crops but there is dirt at my feet



Credits
Writer(s): Rodin Mcleod
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