A Vineyard for the North

Under the heel

Under the heel

Heard you're lower than hell

'Cause you're keeping it real

Don't think because I'm not doing more in the moment, I'm not doing more

I've seen what comes from point scoring

I was born torn between warring factions

I'm practically a doormat I'm so diplomatic now

'Cause so often those that mean well don't know they're problematic

Myself included

I know I'm not easily spooked, but

I still shudder at how far removed we are from moving on

So go easy on us

Nothing to see here, people, move along

Crushing biscuits in the carpet with the thumb of God's good grace

And no respect for how the fibres frayed make space for new mess

I look awkward when I'm walking forwards even when I'm not

A static shot of mad propulsion stood convulsing in one spot

We want tomorrow now, whichever way the chips may fall

'Cause trust me, one day soon when winter doesn't come

I'm gonna buy that valley below

We'll build a vineyard in the north

Under the heel

Heard you're lower than hell

'Cause you're keeping it real

Is it treating you well?

Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quitting the band

I wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land

Cap in hand, I stand before her

I don't wanna talk about it

I just want be left alone

But still, I'm gonna bug those red-tape conversations

More mandatory sour grapes

A toast to borrowed time

You know that idea was mine though, yeah

The wine idea was mine

Can't see a way through

Though I know I fought tooth and nail for you

And if truth dies on the vine tonight, so be it

History never looks the same from both sides

And when darkness surrounds you

Perhaps that's 'cause you're the black hole? I dunno

Keen hobbyist to semi pro, but I still got soul

Don't let it go to waste

Amateur sommelier, I get paid to get pissed these days

It's ace

Do what you love, and you'll never work another day in your life

Until the well runs dry, that is

Behold the final dawn flung from the moon's mad jaws

Crawling back into its hole

I made a promise to you all

A vineyard for the North

Under the heel

Heard you're lower than hell

'Cause you're keeping it real

Is it treating you well?

Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quitting the band

I wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land

Cap in hand, I stand before her

Mother Nature, bring me water

Under the heel

Heard you're lower than hell

'Cause you're keeping it real

Is it treating you well?

Under the heel

'Cause you're keeping it real

And they said that on this soil under that sun

No more could grow

But just look

Behold God's green glow rolling over the valleys below

But go steady

We're at the mercy of the storm clouds now

Under the heel

Heard you're lower than hell

Because you're keeping it real

Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quitting the band

I wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land

Cap in hand, I stand before her

Mother Nature, bring me water

Under the heel

Heard you're lower than hell

'Cause you're keeping it real

A vineyard for the North

Keeping it

Keeping it

Keeping it real

Keeping it

Keeping it

Keeping it

Keeping it real

Mother Nature

Mother Nature

Mother Nature, bring me water

Mother Nature

Mother Nature

Mother Nature, bring me water

Mother Nature

Mother Nature

Mother Nature, bring me water

Mother Nature

Mother Nature

Mother Nature, bring me water

This is the hour of letting pain go