summer smilessmile as much as you can
its good for you.
Downbeat
can you feel thisi want to hold you like an audience holds its breath when the trapese artist lets gocan you feel this
i want to kiss you, and let the grassy arms of the world wrap themselves around you and press your head to its loamy bosom
i want to love you like we'll never be alone like we're never gonna die like all that matters right here and now is that we can whisper
promises on the backs of our necks and feel them before we hear them
carved on the roof of my mouth in a language your tongue alone speaks is one word:
