At the bottom of the bottle, roll me in the vines Bury me so deep, all my bones turni into wine Where silences are golden, secrets will abound The hostage in your conscious will have tape across his mouth Tell me how will you find space for my love If you spend half of your time trying to cast it off? Unpicking a puzzle that can't be undone Unpicking a puzzle that can't be undone The simple repetition of a lifetime mistake The road to your ruin was the easiest to take Chronic indecision and terminal delays And ragged superstition laid your future down to waste Tell me how will you find space for my love If you spend half your time trying to cast it off? Unpicking a puzzle that can't be undone Unpicking a puzzle that can't be undone Where you going to run to now Where you going to hide your pain How're you going to live this down When you abandoned every promise you made? At the bottom of the barrel drowning in the mire The hostage hums the melody, the conscious is keeping time At the bottom of the garden, tangled in the briar God is making music, the devil is making wine