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Wine Red (Tommie Sunshine's Brooklyn Fire Retouch) Lyrics

Who shot that arrow in your throat?
Who missed the crimson apple?
It hung heavy on
The tree above your head
This chaos, this calamity
This garden once was perfect
Give your immortality to me
I'll set you up against the stars

Gloria, we lied, we can't go on
This is the time and this is the place to be alive

Who shot that arrow in your throat?
Who missed the crimson apple?
And there is discord
In the garden tonight

The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied

I cut the arrow from your neck
Stretched you beneath the tree
Among the roots and baby's breath
I covered us with silver leaves
Gloria, we lied, we can't go on
This is the time and this is the place to be alive

The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied

The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied
The sea is wine red
This is the death of beauty
The doves have died
The lovers have lied

Gloria, we lied
This is the time and place
Gloria, we lied
This is the time and place

The sea is wine red (Gloria, we lied)
This is the death of beauty (This is the time and place)
The doves have died (Gloria, we lied)
The lovers have lied (This is the time and place)

The sea is wine red (Gloria, we lied)
This is the death of beauty (This is the time and place)
The doves have died (Gloria, we lied)
The lovers have lied (This is the time and place)
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