Tarantula - July For Kings

Tarantula on a Texas playground

In your hand was gentle

Panama, the bright white sand, and the ocean

We get so sentimental

And it grows in waves like sea foam

Life was crammed in our heads

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

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?

And this is what it feels like

Ooh, the stories we tell

Ooh, like God cast a spell

Ooh, on your magic life

Ooh, and this is what it feels like

Ooh, the stories you tell

Ooh, like God cast a spell

Ooh, on your magic life

And this is what it feels like