Lyrics A Vineyard for the North - Yard Act

Under the heel
Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real

Don't think because I'm not doin' more in the moment, I'm not doin' more
I've seen what comes from point scorin'
I was born torn between warrin' factions
I'm practically a doormat, I'm so diplomatic now
So often those that mean well don't know they're problematic
Myself included

I know I'm not easily spooked, but
I still shudder at how far removed we are from movin' on
So go easy on us
Nothin' to see here, people, move along

Crushin' biscuits in the carpet with the thumb of God's good grace
No respect for how the fibres frayed, make space for new mess
I look awkward when I'm walkin' forwards, even when I'm not
A static shot of mad propulsion stood convulsin' in one spot

We want tomorrow now, which ever way the chips may fall
'Cause trust me, one day soon when winter doesn't come
I'm gonna buy that valley below
We'll build a vineyard in the North

Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Is it treatin' you well?

Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quittin' the band
I don't wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land
Cap in hand, I stand before her

I don't wanna talk about it, I just wanna be left alone
But still, I'm gonna bug those red-tape conversations
More mandatory sour grapes
A toast to borrowed time
You know that idea was mine though, yeah
The wine idea was mine

Can't see a way through
Though I know that I fought tooth and nail for you
And if truth dies on the vine tonight, so be it
History never looks the same from both sides
And when darkness surrounds you
Perhaps that's 'cause you're the black hole? I don't know

Keen hobbyist to semi pro, but I still got soul
Don't let it go to waste
Amateur sommelier, I get paid to get pissed these days
It's ace
Do what you love, and you'll never work another day in your life

Until the well runs dry, that is
Behold the final dawn flung from the moon's mad jaws
Crawlin' back into its hole
I made a promise to you all
A vineyard for the North

Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Is it treatin' you well?

Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quittin' the band
I don't wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land
Cap in hand, I stand before her
(Mother nature bring me water)

Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Is it treatin' you well?
Under the heel
'Cause you're keepin' it real

And they said that on this soi,l under that sun
No more could grow
But just look
Behold, God's green glow rollin' over the valleys below
But go steady
We're at the mercy of the storm clouds now

Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keepin' it real
Don't wanna meet with my maker, so I'm quittin' the band

I don't wanna buy a few acres, live off the fat of the land
Cap in hand, I stand before her
(Mother nature bring me water)

Under the heel
Heard you're lower than hell
'Cause you're keeping it real
A vineyard for the North

Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it real (hey)

Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it (hey)
Keepin' it real

M-mother nature
Mother nature
M-mother nature bring me water
Mother nature

Mother nature
M-mother nature bring me water
Mother nature
Mother nature

Mother nature bring me water
Mother nature
Mother nature
Mother nature bring me water

This is the hour of lettin' pain go
(This is the hour of lettin' pain go)
(This is the hour of lettin' pain go)
This is the hour of lettin' pain go
This is the hour of lettin' pain go
This is the hour (woo)