Slowly (Out Of The City)

She would come on down
They would roll around
Rattle off the ground
Out of the city and into a desolate town

He would go down slow
She would quickly know
Soft and shyly glow
Out of the city and into a garden to grow

Slowly
Knowing
Beautiful as a moonrise
or sunset
on the water
The peaks, they sneak into a mind
Slip and find their way into a mind

He would come on slow
They would start the show
Boldly ebb and flow
Out of the city and into a steady hello

She would let it in
He would call for wins
Laughing, bury sin
Out of the city and into a calm rebegin