Wading in Waist‐High Water Songtext
von Fleet Foxes

Summer all over
Blame it on timing
Weakening August Water

Loose-eyed in the morning
Sunlight covered over
Wading in sight of fire

And we′re finally aligning
More than maybe I can choose


Soon as I knew you
All so wide open
Wading inside of fire

As if just saw you
Cross Second Avenue
Wading in waist-high water

And I love you so violent
More than maybe I can do

Now we're finally aligning
More than maybe I can choose