Cherry Wine Song Lyrics by Hozier
Her eyes and words are so icyOh but she burnsLike rum on the fireHot and fast and angry as she can beI walk my days on a wire
It looks ugly, but it’s cleanOh momma, don’t fuss over me
The way she tells me I’m hers and she is mineOpen hand or closed fist would be fineThe blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Calls of guilty thrown at meAll while she stainsThe sheets of some otherThrown at me so powerfullyJust like she throws with the arm of her brother
But I want itIt’s a crimeThat she’s not around most of the time
The way she shows me I’m hers and she is mineOpen hand or closed fist would be fineBlood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Her fight and fury is fieryOh but she lovesLike sleep to the freezingSweet and right and mercifulI’m all but washedIn the tide of her breathing
And it’s worth it, it’s divineI have this some of the time
The way she shows me I’m hers and she is mineOpen hand or closed fist would be fineThe blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine