Hozier - Cherry Wine

[00:25.46] Her eyes and words are so icy

[00:29.16] Oh but she burns

[00:31.91] Like rum on the fire

[00:35.93] Hot and fast and angry as she can be

[00:41.66] I walk my days on a wire.

[00:48.41] It looks ugly, but it's clean,

[00:53.16] Oh momma, don't fuss over me.

[00:57.41] The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine

[01:03.16] Open hand or closed fist would be fine

[01:08.15] The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

[01:18.41] Calls of guilty thrown at me

[01:23.66] All while she stains

[01:26.16] The sheets of some other

[01:30.40] Thrown at me so powerfully

[01:34.66] Just like she throws with the arm of her brother.

[01:43.20] But I want it

[01:45.42] It's a crime

[01:48.15] That she's not around most of the time.

[01:51.95] The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine

[01:57.94] Open hand or closed fist would be fine

[02:02.66] Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

[02:35.90] Her fight and fury is fiery

[02:39.91] Oh but she loves

[02:42.66] Like sleep to the freezing

[02:47.42] Sweet and right and merciful

[02:51.15] I'm all but washed

[02:54.42] In the tide of her breathing.

[02:58.43] And it's worth it, it's divine

[03:04.90] I have this some of the time.

[03:08.18] The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine

[03:14.16] Open hand or closed fist would be fine

[03:18.91] The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.