Rane - From The Vine lyrics

I want it to be like modest wine Getting better over time I want it to be like modest wine To pick the ripest fruit right from the vine Now we're all heading out of here Way up to the stratosphere Out beyond the end of the atmosphere This is where we'll find the air to breathe From the vine the flowers grow From the vine the hope seed is sewn From the vine comes turning leaf The wine we drink puts us to sleep The cosmos is awaiting me The furthest stars and all the galaxies This is where I'll find the air to breathe And the ripest fruit right from the vine From the vine the flowers grow From the vine the hope seed is sewn From the vine comes turning leaf The wine we drink puts us to sleep I want it to be like modest wine Getting better over time From the vine the flowers grow From the vine the hope seed is sewn I want it to be like modest wine To pick the ripest fruit right from the vine From the vine comes turning leaf The wine we drink puts us to sleep The cosmos is awaiting me