Late Harvest (Slow Wine) | A Song for Everyone Who Feels Left Behind Don't give up yet

Описание: "Sometimes the frost comes early, and your fields stay empty while everyone else is blooming. I wrote this for the late bloomers, the tired souls, and those who still believe that 'broken grapes still taste that good.' Your harvest isn't missing; it's just aging into something better in the dark. Don't give up yet."
[Lyrics]:

The frost came early on my fields this year
I gave it all I had, still nothing here
Just one old scarecrow, rows of broken ground
And no more footsteps when the sun goes down

I used to hear you calling through the rain
Now all I hear is wind across the plain


I watched the young ones laughing in the sun
Half the work and somehow twice the run
Lord knows I watered every fragile vine
But their grapes turned sweet before I tasted mine

I don’t blame heaven, I don’t curse the sky
But some nights I still ask why


So I’ll wait, I’ll wait a little longer
Let that cold wind make me stronger
Even empty fields will bloom again
Don’t let tonight’s tears sink in

Hold the stones that left you bleeding
There’s a truth inside the grieving
Maybe harvest time’s just running late
Child, it ain’t too late


Nobody ever tells you how it goes
How long the bitter turns to gold
I missed the spring, I lost the bloom
But slow wine ages in a darkened room

I’ve loved in ways that broke my heart
Some roots grow deeper when they’re torn apart


So I’ll wait, I’ll wait a little longer
Let that hard year make me stronger
Even barren land can find the rain
Even heartbreak has its gain

Keep the scars that shaped your story
There’s a kind of quiet glory
Maybe harvest time’s just running late
Child, it ain’t too late


Somewhere down a dusty road
Someone’s waiting all alone
Maybe we won’t find what we thought we would
But broken grapes still taste that good

Time don’t rush and neither will I
I’ve learned to let the seasons decide


So I’ll wait, I’ll wait a little longer
Faith grows steady, growing stronger
Even empty fields will see the spring
That’s just how these seasons spin

Maybe love comes slow and steady
Maybe I’m just getting ready
Harvest time may still be ahead
And I ain’t done yet


I’ll raise a glass to all I’ve lost
To every winter, every frost
When this sorrow turns to wine
I’ll call that victory of mine

Everybody’s been right here before…
Every single one…
Who hasn’t?

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