"Water And Wine" genre: Darkwave
	lo fi play (dial-up) hi fi play (broadband) download (9.0 MB)	email track to a friend	add to My.MP3
	death & resurrection; sin & redemption; epic, anthemic.... "Very emotional and very beautiful!! This band is so special." - Christa Belle, the creator of Dark Seduction (http://www.mp3.com/stations/dark_seduction)... "I could tell from the very beginning when the note fades in that I was going to love it. Very original as well." - Nathan Hewitt of The Holocaust Humanity (http://www.mp3.com/holocausthumanity)... "...really good...I liked the chord changes and the dynamic synth..." - Neil Gauthier from Red Square (http://www.mp3.com/RedSquare)
	CD: Sacrosanct (in progress)   Label: none Credits: Composition, programming, keyboards, lyrics, and vocals by Whitney Kew.
	Lyrics I`ve awakened I drink with my sole remainder of visions and memories past Wine pours down my trunk the sap draining out containing all I`ve won and lost. love has never failed me love has never felled me love has never felt me Humble in scope I`ve returned to her at her beckoning And I can hear the sirens.... No feelings of remorse though I`ve heard the word of her bosom it encompasses my ashes and houses my soul The earth is lachrymose and water is sucked from her loving embrace so close Standing under a dim street light enshrouded by the misty night I see her gliding toward me A drop of dew falls from an overhead pine and lands on my glistening cheek A flood of memories wants to wash away my sins and loves at last as she draws near.... I taste the wine on my swollen lips and I watch her wince with each sip The blood is draining from her face as I drink, but I want to tell her how warm it feels.... And it begins to rain and the steam rises from the parched ground as I savor her celestial gift It runs through my hair, cold down my shivering back, as I drop to my knees and gaze at her face Her eyes are languid and crystalline A glassy tear settles on her lips for only she knows that water can be turned into wine And I look up at her with remorse and regret and pity, and I want to comfort her, to give her hope, to let her forget.... A ray of dawn filters through the waning dusk as the rain becomes sparse and her face seems brighter I feel a sharp prick on my cheek as the light grows the needle of the pine has fallen off and lands on the moist ground and the tears well up to cleanse my eyes.... I dry my eyes to revive I am awake and alive.

Copyright notice. All material on MP3.com is protected by copyright law and by international treaties. You may download this material and make reasonable number of copies of this material only for your own personal use. You may not otherwise reproduce, distribute, publicly perform, publicly display, or create derivative works of this material, unless authorized by the appropriate copyright owner(s).