Vines by Everything In Waves Lyrics

All the ways
To take your vines
To their wine
And still you're sober
If the clouds
Could come and wet your skin
Would you still flower
The distance
Like empty vessels
On a windowsill
I cannot
Keep you in the dirt
If the sky lets down
It's hair in the rain
You will grow
Until I am just
A thought vibrating in a stem