Strange Vine
tuned down a half step
Its such a strange vine wrapped around my neck bone twisted up
between my stem Between my stem
Im tripping and fallen over things we just couldn’t get over
I tried my best Get it off my chest
Songs we never wrote
Seeds they wouldnt sow
Were taken it all to the end
And were planting our own garden
The sun came while you were shining the time flew while we were writing
Symphony in the key of B
Songs that had lost their luster finally they found their color
Oh
Songs we never wrote
Seeds they wouldnt sow
Were taking it all to the end
And were planting our own garden
Interlude: -
We made jokes about starting a new band 6 years working this whole plan
maybe I’ll make a home with you
its been a straight life and it's preacher living these break lights city limits
I cant afford the truth
We are two indians in the same canoe
Maybe Ill just start something new
Were taking it all to the end
And were planting our own garden