Gentle

These hands once built a city
This heart once tore it down
This head lay 'top my shoulders
Without a heavy crown
But after I met you, the locals ran me out of town
And now I walk back through the ruins of our city with my head down

Got no love but you can't fight. Gentle into that good night

And I just wish someone would tell me how to feel
Cause numb is good and dumb is good but neither are quite real
Bum smokes from the firing squad, coat your veins in golden tar
Shallow breathing, smoke and ash. Burn out like a cheap cigar

And it's such a shame, the way she suffers like a saint, a queen of pain, a calavera dame
Such a shame, she used to have such pretty veins, now every day's the same and she's circling the drain



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Writer(s): Paul Adler
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