Dying On The Vine Lyrics - Singles - The Gathering Field

I took the long way 

I took the low road 

And when I got home 

It was morning, where'd the time go? 

She sat waiting 

She had her coat on 

Said, "This can't go on." 

Guess the truth was just a stone's throw 

A flower blossomed 

but the summer ended years ago 

The autumn spared us, 

but the winter has not been so kind 

And we don't feel the sun no more, we're just dying on the vine 

Door slam echo 

Gone for certain 

Behind drawn curtain 

I watch her through the window 

Floating backwards 

I see her shining 

A light so blinding 

Makes you wonder where it all goes 

A flower blossomed... 

Ancient photograph 

The way that we both laughed 

Looked like we'd stay like that forever 

But outside the picture frame 

The deepest truths change like the weather 

They change just like the weather 

A flower blossomed...