Gentle Wanderin' Ways-The Beau Brummels

[ti:Gentle Wanderin' Ways] [ar:The Beau Brummels] [al:19 Of Their Best] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Gentle Wanderin' Ways - The Beau Brummels [00:05.56]Though I stood on several mountains [00:08.12] [00:08.65]And slept between the fountains of your web [00:12.13] [00:17.15]Though I'm strangled and entangled [00:19.66] [00:20.32]And captured in the dangling of your threads [00:23.93] [00:28.89]There is nothing left but silence [00:31.95]No call at all for violence [00:34.57]Like a shadow on the run [00:37.06] [00:40.71]When I've seen the winds blow crazy [00:43.26] [00:43.79]Watch lovers lost and lazy through the dawn [00:47.42] [00:52.55]When I've broken you deserting [00:54.85] [00:55.40]And spoken though the curtains of a song [00:59.30] [01:04.33]There is nothing left but pictures [01:06.72] [01:07.54]And time worn crazy mixtures [01:10.16]From your gentle wandering ways [01:13.31] [01:16.16]I climbed up cathedral towers [01:18.72] [01:19.35]And listen to the hours tolling by [01:23.12] [01:28.14]As we talked by glinting candles [01:31.02]In endless city ramblings of the sky [01:35.06] [01:40.04]There is nothing left but faces [01:42.65] [01:43.30]Empty shattered traces [01:45.93]From your gentle wandering ways [01:49.97] [01:51.92]I stepped over many chasms [01:55.05]And floundered in the fathoms of your wake [01:58.87] [02:03.77]Since I running through the spanning [02:07.05]Unused to all the fanning of your traits [02:10.84] [02:15.80]There is nothing left to be one [02:18.70]In the pageants of the sun [02:21.62]And your gentle wandering ways