Tarantula
On a Texas playground
In your hand was gentle
Panama
The bright white sand and the ocean
We get so sentimental
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Golden frogs
We caught in the jungle's edges
Just before extinction
We moved away
And we lived on air-force bases
Saw the runway blinking
It grows in waves like sea foam
Life was crammed in our heads
Ooh
The stories we tell
Ooh
Like god cast a spell
Ooh
On your magic life
Ooh
And this is what it feels like
From 405
To 411
You see the sky
You see the sun
It's you and i
Tarantula
On a Texas playground
What is transcendental
Ooh
Like god cast a spell
Ooh
On your magic life
Ooh
And this is what it feels like
Ooh
Like god cast a spell
Ooh
On your magic life
Ooh
And this is what it feels like