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Third Eye Blind, 1997

God of wine

Every thought that I repent There's another chip you haven't spent And you're cashing them all in Where do we begin to get clean again Can we get clean again I walk home alone with you And the mood you're born into Sometimes you let me in And I take it on the chin I can't get clean again I want to know, can we get clean again The god of wine comes crashing through the headlights of a car That took you farther than you thought you'd ever want to go We can't get back again We can't get back again She takes a drink and then she waits The alcohol it permeates And soon the cells give way, and cancels out the day I can't keep it all together I know, I know, I know, I know I can't keep it all together And the siren's song that is your madness Holds a truth I can't erase All alone on your face Every glamorous sunrise Throws the planets out of line A star sign out of whack, a fraudulent zodiac And the God of Wine is crouched down in my room You let me down, I said it, now I'm going down And you're not even around And I said no no no ...I can't keep it all together I know, I know, I know, I know I can't keep it all together And there's a memory of a window Looking through I see you Searching for something I could never give you And there's someone who understands You more than I do A sadness I can't erase All alone on your face

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the song ‘god of wine’ takes things from the cellular level, where it says, ‘and soon cells give way.’ and then also it says, ‘every glamorous sunrise throws the planets out of line.’ the stars sent out of whack. the universe is expanding and it’s crumbling. the universe is mortal. it’s disappearing. everything that we have, everything that we live in is pointless and crumbling. and some people are born with an innate understanding of that. they have this sort of life rage. and this is the melancholy that they find themselves in. it’s a song about those people. and it’s basically a story about how we turn back to the irish theme. you turn to drink to escape that condition. in the end of this song, talking about the god of wine, the bacchanalian, even that lets you down.
— Stephan Jenkins

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