Wine And Blood- Gov’t Mule- Desiree’s In Disarray

Wine and Blood - Gov't Mule

Gov't Mule“Wine and Blood,” Warren Haynes’ somber but brilliant tale of regret, denial and aging was included on Gov’t Mule’s Deja Voodoo released in September of 2004. It was the first Mule album to feature bassist Andy Hess and keyboardist Danny Louis as permanent members since the unexpected death of bassist Allen Woody. With the addition of Louis and likely because of the influence that playing live with The Grateful Dead had on Haynes, the album presents a fuller, more eclectic sound.

“Wine and Blood,” exhibits that influence and is imbued with a distinct floating, country feel. Haynes’ colorful guitar work and wistfully compassionate vocal performance poignantly portray the sad story of a life destroyed by toxic relationships and bad decisions. The spirited lightness of Desiree’s youth and her magnetic beauty have fallen victim to age, loneliness and despair, “To fill the void where her heart once was…Now she just fills her glass again..And again.” Haynes’ remarkable ability to poetically communicate a lifetime in a song is nothing short of captivating.

“Desiree’s in disarray waiting for her angels to comeDeja Voodoo- Gov't Mule
Where she used to feel the weight of a thousand lifetimes
Now she just feels numb
There was a time when her beauty raised the eyebrows of the town
Any man would gladly give up all he had just to take Desiree down
She stares out the window at the world passing by
She’s caught beneath the wheel
Too heavy to lift – she feels too weak to try
People stare like strangers where once she might’ve asked them in
To fill the void where her heart once was
Now she just fills her glass again..And again
She walks the floor less traveled..Thinks of a sad melody
Wine and blood don’t mix like they used to..Now they just make a memory
Too many years trying to do the right thing for the wrong man
Now the picture is clear
She drinks, and she cries, and she hides from the past
‘Cause the truth is more bitter than the tears
All these half-truths and alibis help build a wall of denial
She takes comfort in the night – darkness blocks the light
From falling on her aging smile
Grey befalls her halo where there once was a golden mane
Her eyes don’t shine like they used to
Without the moon, the sun would be in vain
She walks the floor less traveled
Thinks of a sad melody
Wine and blood don’t mix like they used to
Now they just make a memory
Too many years trying to do the right thing for the wrong man
Now the picture is clear
She drinks, and she cries, and she hides from the past
‘Cause the truth is more bitter than the tears
She puts on her make-up – though no one’s seen her for days
Her silence is a lonely cry
She’s trapped inside a maze
Her tears have turned to honey, drawing the black flies of depression
Desiree’s in disarray waiting for her angels again”