Like a shot fired from above
A hurricane just cleared the air
Sent waters crashing at the bridge
Terror kept us skahing but it was something to behold
Standing at the gash there in the road, it was a perfect place
It was meant for me
It was magic but I knew it couldn't last
This feeling's familiar but it's colder than before
Sleeping in the hills above our own, was it always this way?
Was it choice or fate?
Was it motion that was keeping us alive?
The breath between us
One thousand voices
Are tangled branches
Blanched in the sun
The slow smothering of a fire
One limb against another
One's a louse, one's a waste
Quiet, crushed, invalid
Cheeks flushed, tempers brim
I'd go on if I could only see your face
Begin to lift
Begin to breath
Daniel Rossen - Tangle Lyrics
Daniel Rossen - Tangle Lyrics
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Like a shot fired from above
A hurricane just cleared the air
Sent waters crashing at the bridge
Terror kept us skahing but it was something to behold
Standing at the gash there in the road, it was a perfect place
It was meant for me
It was magic but I knew it couldn't last
This feeling's familiar but it's colder than before
Sleeping in the hills above our own, was it always this way?
Was it choice or fate?
Was it motion that was keeping us alive?
The breath between us
One thousand voices
Are tangled branches
Blanched in the sun
The slow smothering of a fire
One limb against another
One's a louse, one's a waste
Quiet, crushed, invalid
Cheeks flushed, tempers brim
I'd go on if I could only see your face
Begin to lift
Begin to breath
A hurricane just cleared the air
Sent waters crashing at the bridge
Terror kept us skahing but it was something to behold
Standing at the gash there in the road, it was a perfect place
It was meant for me
It was magic but I knew it couldn't last
This feeling's familiar but it's colder than before
Sleeping in the hills above our own, was it always this way?
Was it choice or fate?
Was it motion that was keeping us alive?
The breath between us
One thousand voices
Are tangled branches
Blanched in the sun
The slow smothering of a fire
One limb against another
One's a louse, one's a waste
Quiet, crushed, invalid
Cheeks flushed, tempers brim
I'd go on if I could only see your face
Begin to lift
Begin to breath
Writer: Daniel Rossen
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