John Engel - Fog On The Vine (DolbyAtmos)

Memory's a broken tongue
Connecting pieces of a broken truth
Wherever you go, it tags along
You cling to it like a dancer clings to youth
I went back to where I once stood
In that photo that was torn off on the side
It spoke to me like no voice could
And took me to where my heart used to hide
Fog on the vine
Add soul to the wine
Pull back the ancient sky
Let the bluebirds fly
I wouldn't go back to you now
That my lover's here by my side and how
The ship that took me to your door
Has now sailed to a far and friendly shore
Dreams have all swung to and fro
But the places where they happen don't let go
The crashing surf, the scent of pine
And gum trees lingers on, rain or shine
Fog on the vine
Add soul to the wine
Pull back the ancient sky
Let the bluebirds fly
Fog on the vine
Add soul to the wine
Pull back the ancient sky
Let the bluebirds fly

Written by:
JOHN ENGEL

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