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God of Wine by Third Eye Blind

3ebStephan Jenkins, Kevin Cadogan, Brad Hargreaves, Kryz Reid, Alex Kopp, and Alex LeCavalier formed Third Eye Blind during the late 1990s not knowing the massive success their alternative rock/pop band would be. With over 16 years of live shows, studio albums, and commercial success backing the group, these rockers know how to reach full well into the heart and soul of not only musical genius but the hearts of millions. Breakout hits like “Semi Charmed Life” and “How’s It Going To Be” paved way for the group to truly unleash their potential and also land the largest publishing deal for an unsigned group ever. Despite controversial issues which caused the group to release guitarist Kevin Cadogan in 1999, the unity and harmony of the band remains as strong and as steadfast as the group’s dedication to their craft. With over 10 million copies of records sold worldwide, Third Eye Blind’s perpetual mingling of the metaphysical combined with the earthly experiences of the flesh continue to astound audiences, critics, and of course, their fans.

Every thought that I repent,
There’s another chip you haven’t spent,
And you’re cashing them all in,
Tell me where do we begin, to get clean again,
Can we get clean again.

I walk home alone with you, in 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 wanna 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,
You 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
(It’s the wound stuck underneath the moon)
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know…I can’t keep it all together.
(It’s the wound stuck underneath the moon)
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, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

I can’t keep it all together,
(It’s the wound stuck underneath the moon)
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.