Another Spiral - The Temperance Movement

Gentle is the love I breathe for you

Tiny whispers on your eyes

Now I’m hoping and I’m open to anything

And when you fall into another spiral going under

Hold on

Precious is the kiss of innocence

In the shadows of your mind

When you’re haunted

And unwanted images terrify

And when you fall into another spiral going under

Hold on

And when you fall into another spiral going under

Hold on

Into my arms, run into my arms

You were made for it, you were made for it

Into my arms, run into my arms

You were made for it, you were made for it

And when you fall into another spiral going under

Hold on

And when you fall into another spiral going under

Hold on