Gentle
by Low
From the album: Ones and Sixes
Duration: 05:06
Lyrics for Gentle
Gentle, middle Quiet, narrow Careful, measure Tortured, stable It doesn't have to end this way But this is where we stand Hunter, watching Waiting, silence Listen, hello Blessing, treading It doesn't have to end this way But this is where we stand I'll come here, come in place Feel my breath slipping away Kills me with same old mistake I will listen what you say I'll come here, come in place Feel my breath slipping away Kills me with same old mistake I will listen what you say I'll come here, come in place Feel my breath slipping away Kills me with same old mistake I will listen what you say I'll come here, come in place Feel my breath slipping away Kills me with my mistake I will listen what you say