Gentle Wanderin' Ways(Re-Recorded)-Beau Brummels

[ti:Gentle Wanderin' Ways] [ar:The Beau Brummels] [al:19 Of Their Best] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Gentle Wanderin' Ways(Re-Recorded) - Beau Brummels [00:05.53]Though I stood on several mountains [00:08.08] [00:08.61]And slept between the fountains of your web [00:12.10] [00:17.12]Though I'm strangled and entangled [00:19.63] [00:20.28]And captured in the dangling of your threads [00:23.89] [00:28.86]There is nothing left but silence [00:31.91]No call at all for violence [00:34.54]Like a shadow on the run [00:37.03] [00:40.67]When I've seen the winds blow crazy [00:43.22] [00:43.75]Watch lovers lost and lazy through the dawn [00:47.39] [00:52.52]When I've broken you deserting [00:54.82] [00:55.37]And spoken though the curtains of a song [00:59.26] [01:04.30]There is nothing left but pictures [01:06.69] [01:07.50]And time worn crazy mixtures [01:10.13]From your gentle wandering ways [01:13.27] [01:16.13]I climbed up cathedral towers [01:18.68] [01:19.32]And listen to the hours tolling by [01:23.08] [01:28.11]As we talked by glinting candles [01:30.98]In endless city ramblings of the sky [01:35.02] [01:40.00]There is nothing left but faces [01:42.62] [01:43.26]Empty shattered traces [01:45.90]From your gentle wandering ways [01:49.94] [01:51.89]I stepped over many chasms [01:55.02]And floundered in the fathoms of your wake [01:58.84] [02:03.73]Since I running through the spanning [02:07.01]Unused to all the fanning of your traits [02:10.80] [02:15.77]There is nothing left to be one [02:18.67]In the pageants of the sun [02:21.59]And your gentle wandering ways