Grapes

You may wonder why I sneak at night downstairs to the kitchen
Why the forecast finished has somewhat diminished in the morning
Mmm…
Well, I’ve written many songs in my short time
But there’s some I only sing at night after a feud
And I sing ooh…
Yeah, I sing ooh…
I have woke up in the hospital my uncle is watching over me
And you never I’ve never seen white sheets so clean
Guess then I knew
Well, I don’t know why people bring you grapes when you’re not well
Well, you know I’ve never liked them since; don’t think I ever will
You may find me soaking wet
Smell of liquor on my breath
Well, I’ve been a wandering all around
Trying to find what can’t be found
You may find me soaking wet
Smell of liquor on my break
Well, I’ve been a wandering all around
Trying to find what can’t be found
Searching for what can’t be found