In Terms Lyrics

Through my basement window I can see the ash trees, festooned in their summer shirts of carefree green.

The late afternoon light, which lands on my messy sheets, is being carefully curated by a thousand leaves; deciding which rays deserve to be put on display

When I arrived in spring, I never believed I'd get here.

It seems like only when you make plans to leave do things ever start working as you'd hoped they would.

The weather stays hot and the weekends get busy.

Somebody, for the first time in a long time, really sees you

Packing my suitcase will make it all seem real and I don't want that.

At this point, I'd surrender all of my possessions to stay.

You can have them.

Just let me ride my bike through the humid air to that garden on the corner

I'm meeting her in ten minutes at the park near her house. She kissed me yesterday