Low - Kathryn Calder

You gotta roll under

You gotta roll under

You gotta roll under

You gotta roll under

It’s so amazing to me

What your clouded vision will see

I know you have eyes

But you can’t recognize

Standing alone trying to stay above tides

That are rising

You gotta roll under

I have to roll under too

You gotta roll under

I have to roll under too

It’s so amazing to me

What your clouded vision will see

I wish I could say what makes sense

What I mean

We just don’t live on the same city street

And I need, I need

You gotta roll under

You gotta roll under

You gotta roll under

You gotta roll under

You gotta roll under

Low, low, low, low

You can’t cover up a branch that swings low

You can’t cover up a branch that swings low

You can’t cover up a branch that swings low