Tangled Web

(álbum: Take Us To The Start - 2009)

Oh, every silhouetted skyline
And constellations in these 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 power lines 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 she opens the door to leave, to leave.

Oh, what a tangled web we weave
Of power lines and city streets.
So blow, wind, blow
Go on and carry us home.
We all just want to see,
We want to see.

Whoa... [x5]

Hold me like the setting sun line,
Hold me like the setting sun line,
Hold me like the setting sun, whoa...

What a tangled web we weave
Of power lines 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.