Tangled Web - Matt Hires

Oh, every silhouette and skyline

And constellations in the city lights

They’re passing in and out of my mind

And I’m trying so hard not to fall

And it’s the same old situation

The same red blood is flowing through us all

I hear the groaning of creation

And we’re trapped up against this wall

Oh, what a tangled web we weave

Of powerlines and city streets

So blow wind, blow

Go on and carry us home

We all just want to see

We want to see

We’re always waiting on a landslide

To bury us or set us free

And now my words aren’t coming out right

As he opens the door to leave

To leave

Oh, what a tangled web we weave

Of powerlines and city streets

So blow wind, blow

Go on and carry us home

We all just want to see

We want to see

Woooahhh

Woooahhh

Woooahhh

Woooahhh

Woooahhh

Hold me like the setting sun

Hold me like the setting sun

Hold me like the setting sun

Woooahhh

Oh, what a tangled web we weave

Of powerlines and city streets

So blow wind, blow

Go on and carry us home

We all just want to see

Blow wind, blow

Go on and carry us home

We all just want to see

We want to see