The Tangled Part
Meanwhile, in California or Chicago
The girl who you once loved is waking up
April light is beaming through her window
It tugs at you like something you forgot
Wizards and gods couldn't tell you the odds
Of the ancient algebra that makes things go
Rights come by wrongs, but we keep singing songs
Trying to understand the knotted mess below
Heat up the iron and stiffen up the starch
Get out your pliers to straighten out the stars
Like you told me about the French boy with his golden yarn
Maybe we are meant to be the tangled part
Meanwhile, in Tennessee or Colorado
She braids her hair but leaves a few strands loose
And still, you go to work and then you come home
You wonder what of this you get to choose
Lizards and lions rest under Orion's belt
A ring of keys without a door
Mountains and moons couldn't unspin the loom
Of the right turns and the lefts you made before
Heat up the iron
And stiffen up the starch
Get out your pliers
To straighten out the stars
Like you told me about the French boy
With his golden yarn
Maybe we are meant to be the tangled part
The girl who you once loved is waking up
April light is beaming through her window
It tugs at you like something you forgot
Wizards and gods couldn't tell you the odds
Of the ancient algebra that makes things go
Rights come by wrongs, but we keep singing songs
Trying to understand the knotted mess below
Heat up the iron and stiffen up the starch
Get out your pliers to straighten out the stars
Like you told me about the French boy with his golden yarn
Maybe we are meant to be the tangled part
Meanwhile, in Tennessee or Colorado
She braids her hair but leaves a few strands loose
And still, you go to work and then you come home
You wonder what of this you get to choose
Lizards and lions rest under Orion's belt
A ring of keys without a door
Mountains and moons couldn't unspin the loom
Of the right turns and the lefts you made before
Heat up the iron
And stiffen up the starch
Get out your pliers
To straighten out the stars
Like you told me about the French boy
With his golden yarn
Maybe we are meant to be the tangled part
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Writer(s): Madison Stuart
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