Tantra Practice

Get a camper, take the coast
Sit on Pismo Beach
Find a psychic in the sand
Twenty bucks for lucky weed

Forgot to knock on wood, I got there anyway
We had a great time doing tantra practice
Your Railroad city bounds our heartstrings when we cry
Laughing on the couch doing tantra practice

We fell hard this summer
Called the best nutritionist
Watched your daughter's mother
Sell the house that you once lived

I called you in that cry when snow fell the first time
I wished that you were there doing tantra practice
We fall asleep on phones (we fall asleep on phones)
'Cause we both live alone
Meet me in Park Slope doing tantra practice

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, doing tantra practice
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, doing tantra practice



Credits
Writer(s): Emily Lind
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