Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gentle Hands , by - Thieving Irons. Song from the album Behold, This Dreamer!, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 04.06.2012
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Gentle Hands |
| Don’t know what’s left, but I know what’s right |
| Can’t keep the riddle settled down tonight |
| Put your best suit on, holes in the shoes |
| Bright eyed and blood-shoot, no heat in the living room |
| Emblazoned with fortitude, cracking knuckles on the bench |
| Pick up the empty bottle, put the bed to rest |
| Singing praises, hail on the tin |
| Bleed it all out, bleed-it-all-out |
| No stranger to this sound, next minute coming in |
| Gentle hands we can feel |
| We can feel |
| Unity gains with the caving in |
| We give it all up just to get in |
| Wake me up, wake me up |
| Ambient dreams, got me drinking all my hope |
| Singing praises, hail on the tin |
| Bleed it all out, bleed-it-all-out |
| No stranger to this sound, next minute coming in |
| Gentle hands we can feel |
| We can feel |
| Bells and missiles with one knee on the ground |
| Arms reach out, arms reaching out |
| Bells and missiles with one knee on the ground |
| Arms reach out, arms reaching out |
| Small world wonders, «why the big city thunder?» |
| Which way to the road home is where to stumble |
| With arms reaching out |
| With arms reaching out |