Heather Woods Broderick - White Tail lyrics

A road and it's creeping unending movement
A slide show passing
Surrender to sleepless shifting
The din of upwelling and dying away
The din of upwelling and dying away

What's left behind
Never to be thought of again
No kidding, an untangible space
A tangled place, it’s not gentle
A tangled place, it's not gentle

To remain in a swollen sphere of all things
Hanging around following behind
Or waiting ahead
Moving through the white tail
Of the jet stream
Moving through the white tail
Of the jet stream
Moving through the white tail
Of the jet stream