Terrarium Songtext
von Casey Greenleaf

It′s smoggy in the Kathmandu Valley
The smell of burning trash is somehow sweet
Like incense rising from the basement
Its muggy in the Hudson Valley
I'm losing track of all the synchronicities
I′m going to need a smelling salt or a whisky soda

As my summers of love keep coming and going
Like an 80s song on the radio
Isn't it so romantic?

It sure was nice in the Green Mountains
I get choked up from the abundance
It's strange to peace when things are going fine


And my summers of love keep coming and going
Like an 80s song on the radio
Isn′t it so romantic?

And I can′t sum it up in a feeling
But i can take a walk to distract myself
Or think of something else
While the chips fall where they may go
In this half life
I've got a nice glow so far

While my summers of love keep coming and going
Like an 80s song on the radio
Isn′t it so romantic?

I'm getting so pedantic