Vineyard Serenade

Verse 1: In the heart of the vineyard, grapes hang ripe and red, A melody echoes, a song of wine, unsaid. It whispers of sunshine, warmth on the vine, Seasons that pass, fruit of the divine. Chorus: Press it, let the juice flow free, A nectar of time, a dream to be. In darkness it ferments, a spell it weaves, Until it's ready, a gift from the gods we believe. Verse 2: Deep red, like the heart's fire, it fills our glass, A promise of joy, a balm for the lass. It warms the cold night, eases the weary soul, A sip, and suddenly, the world feels whole. Bridge: But oh, be mindful of its hold, In excess, it can steal the gold. It dulls the sharp mind, clouds the eye so clear, Leaving us to ponder, why we're here. Chorus: Press it, let the juice flow free, A nectar of time, a dream come to be. In darkness it transforms, a tale it tells, A gift from the gods, a moment we'll always dwell. Outro: So raise your glasses high, to the vine and its might, To all that it brings, in this life's bright light. In moderation, it brings us delight, A sweet, fragrant memory, for all of our nights.