Red Wine, Mistakes, Mythology - Jack Johnson

Everybody is made of clay

That’s what they used to say

Until the truth stepped on us all

Now everything that was big is small

We’re just little crying robots

Program me

I wanna win the race

I wanna find the place

Where the king

Locked up the princess

Jump the fence

And drink a little bit of

Red wine, mistakes, apologies

Red wine, headaches, mythology

Now who is the king of the sky

Jupiter says oh me oh my oh why

Is the game always changing

I’ve been through some strangeness

What’s the matter

Is the feast not fat enough

Up the ladder with your feet

Reaching with your hands

You can feel it and dream it

I know you want to believe it

Just steal it

Take a piece of the sun

And drink some

Red wine, mistakes, apologies

Red wine, headaches, mythology

Now everybody’s in the play

At least that’s what the script

Told me to say

I’d say

Shadows cut across the hero’s face

He falls from grace

Until a little bird sang

The truth is never ending

We’re just here pretending

Let’s all laugh so that we don’t cry

Let’s all lift our glasses up to the sky

For some

Red wine, mistakes, apologies

Red wine, headaches, mythology