From the recording Untrained Vines

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Lyrics

He: I danced from bloom to bloom,
Gathering nectar all day,
I danced a tune,
A man that's all work and no play,

I heard a voice, saw my home,
Looming up ahead,
My days work and gathering,
I was tired, and half dead,

Feeling my age,
A bee doesn't live for too long,
For too many long days,

I felt a longing for a rest from my troubles,
I felt a hunger for the sweetness of my toils,
I had a heart to feel the springtime of our loving,
I had a need for an compassionate heart,

Calling she is calling, how can I resist,
Day's done and I am falling,
Do you get the gist?

Oh, under her gaze and her smile,
I was weak all the while,
The queen stood waiting at the door,
Calling to her love child,

She: Hive to the Honeybee, Honeybee to the hive,
You look downfallen, and barely alive,
Come in here dear boy, I have such sweetness for you,
I put the potent taste of honey, in everything I do.

She: A soothing for the pain, a salve for the soul,
Come in here and take me, We'll never grow old,
Forget about your past, you've arrived at the future,
I'll bind you and heal you, tie you up with a suture.

She: Well, take me and try me, I have waited for you,
He: I'm taken and I'm tried, but I am in love with you...
Tormented and tried, I was tried and true,
My queen, I quiver, with everything that you do...

She: Hive to the Honeybee, Honeybee to the hive,
You look downfallen, and barely alive,
Come in here dear boy, I have such sweetness for you,
I put the potent taste of honey, in everything I do.

She: Hush, hush darling, don't think and don't speak,
I'll have you feeling better by the end of the week,
He: I thought I'd turned my spirit from death into life
But you could cut that atmosphere with a butter knife.

He: I can't stay
She: Oh, you must
He: I must go now,
She: Don't you trust me?
He: Ok, Just for a moment
She: No, this is forever,
He: My loved ones at home....
She: It can only get better
He: My brain's in a blender
She: Consider the sender...
He: My failing's a sin..
She: Please! Baby! Come right in!


He: Falling, I am falling, Days done and she is calling,
The queen's at the door, Calling out to her honeybee,
She's calling,
Lying in nectar, dancing to deaths' tune,
Honey, I'm coming, but I'm blinded by the moon.

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