[Verse 1] Morning breath on the hillside Coffee steam on my hands Warm mug, cold dew Bare feet in the grass I stand I hear the world exhale Quiet roads, distant geese Page turns, kettle sings All wrapped in rustling leaves [Chorus] Gentle wind blowing through trees Taking little pieces of me Carrying them somewhere I can't see Gentle wind blowing through trees Tell me what I'm meant to release As you comb through all these memories [Verse 2] Old swing creaks in the garden Laundry dances on the line Sun slips through the branches Drawing stripes across my mind You tug at every worry Till the tight knots come undone Loose hair, loose thoughts Drifting out into the sun [Chorus] Gentle wind blowing through trees Taking little pieces of me Carrying them somewhere I can't see Gentle wind blowing through trees Tell me what I'm meant to release As you comb through all these memories
