Tangled Envisioning Songtext
von Waxahatchee

The river′s clouded thick with mud
I can't hear your scream or see your blood
And I do not trust your cheating luck
I don′t console you in the back of his truck


I do not hold the means to mend
You had a pain I could not comprehend
Been in tangled envisioning
We lived in water at the tops of trees

We'd never see the same blue sky
He wasn't far, I had to fly
He wasn′t far, I had to fly
He wasn′t far, I had to fly
He wasn't far I had to fly