Under A Wine-Stained Moon Letra

Socrates drank the hemlock Perhaps he didn't mind the taste I guess it was a noble gesture Or maybe it was done in haste By the blue Aegean Like an ancient tune Dreams of Mycenaean heroes Under a wine-stained moon Under a wine-stained moon You've got this impulsive nature Maybe you were born that way Sometimes it leads you into danger Sometimes you can make it pay On a night like this one Fly a red balloon On an endless beach of summer Under a wine-stained moon Under a wine-stained moon You know that I'll be waiting for you Even when I'm frail and old With hands that shake my wine glass And skin like hammered gold Hear the water lapping Like a drunk bassoon Beach umbrellas flapping, somewhere Under a wine-stained moon Under a wine-stained moon Under a wine-stained moon Under a wine-stained moon