Waxahatchee – Tangled Envisioning (Ukulele)

C G F (repeat throughout)
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 It wasn't far I had to fly