Matt Hires Tangled Web
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
