In "Dead Vine," David Kushner mourns a love that has withered past saving, where affection once sparked at a first glance but now leaves only hollow stares and a slow, trapped dance. The image of a dead vine captures how nothing can grow between them anymore, their shared colors faded and trust poisoned. He feels killed from the inside, tangled in a bond that may have been imagined, and the repeated refrain lands as quiet devastation over a romance that cannot revive.
Dead Vine Lyrics by David Kushner
Killing all the romance
Love won’t suffice
Stuck in slow dance
Both hands are tied
Baby, remember your first glance?
Your pupils lock with mine
Hundred times and a first chance
Never knew what you could hide
You kill me on the inside
Nothing grows on a dead vine
No love behind your sunken eyes
We’re no longer intertwined
You kill me on the inside
We’re losing all our colours
Like our washed out covers
Poisoned by the holy water
Nothing left to uncover
You kill me on the inside
Nothing grows on a dead vine
No love behind your sunken eyes
We’re no longer intertwined
You kill me on the inside
You’re so self-obsessed
Lost all innocence
We are so enmeshed
Was it all in my head
You kill me on the inside
Nothing grows on a dead vine
