"Cigale Song" lyrics

Use me but you just can't make it right
Sooth me and I'll meet you at midnight

Heart ache, the more that you taste of
Them wild grapes the more than you want them
The mind makes more than you take from it
It's a miracle fool

Move me, and we'll share the things we hide
Now lose me, and we'll find ourselves in time

Heart ache the more that you taste of
Them wild grapes the more than you want them
The more makes more than you take from it
It's a miracle fool

Everybody everybody, everybody everybody loves
Right through me, loves to sooth me

Heart ache the more that you taste of
Them wild grapes the more than you want them
The more makes more than you take from it
It's a miracle fool