When all our old songs and carnivals and crimes
Die frozen like a harvest not reached in time
We cling to the memory of the love inside the vine
Won't you know me without the champagne and wine?
Won't you know me now? You were a friend of mine
We beat our thoughts to a pulp, and they rot there in the bed
Every word is spoken and still nothing is said
When all the fallow fields are poisoned and dry
Won't you know me, forsaken though, am I?
Won't you know me now? You were a friend of mine
Where's the green, the new green, on the cusp of being born?
Ripped too soon from the womb, lifeless and torn
When all my fallow fields are poisoned and dry
Won't you know me, forsaken though, am I?
Won't you know me now? You were a friend of mine
Won't you know me now? You were a friend of mine
