I’ve got big clumsy hands
And a poor uneven heart
I feel dumb and ugly
But the priests all say I’m smart
Walk by me on the street
Cold, cold faces
I am failed, I’ve tumbled down
Now I know just what my place is
Gentle is the lamb
Quiet is the slaughter
Gentle is the lamb
And its tears are only water
I know how fragile everything is
Everything is fragile yes and
Everything is fragile so I’m gentle
I’ve got the body of a man
Shame, shame, shame
I am different, you can trust me
I am different, I’m not the same
Stay and watch me sleep
The boy floats to the surface
He doesn’t breathe, he doesn’t speak
There’s no sense, he has no purpose
Gentle is the lamb
Quiet is the slaughter
Gentle is the lamb
And its tears are only water
Gentle is the lamb
The lion, the lion loves the lamb
The lamb is softly sighing
Gentle is the lamb
The lion tears into the lamb
The lamb is merely crying
Just crying
Gentle is the lamb
Quiet is the slaughter
Gentle is the lamb
And its tears are only water
Gentle is the lamb
The lion, the lion kills the lamb
The lamb is merely crying
Gentle is the lamb
The lion, the lion loves the lamb
©1993 Gunnar Madsen Mop Mop Music, ASCAP
All rights reserved. Used by permission.
