Bram Tahamata - The Art of Letting You Go

Bicycle rides in mid July
Full leaves oak tree where our lips meet
At Approximately twelve thirty
Golden perfume bottle from you makes my senses bloom
And my arms wrapped around your middle
We were riding through meadows
You and me against the whole world
Am I allowed to kiss you right now
Am I allowed to miss you right now
Or do you have her lips now
Do you have her lips now
It's time I master the art of letting you go
Having all your indie bands t-shirts laying on my bed
Listening Stevie Nicks on that broken pick up thing
Was gift not meant to break
Like my heart is was mistake
Do you buy her ice cream at the corner where used to date
Do you also watch movies in the backyard at you fathers place
Do you share the same jokes same laughs shared playlist we used to make
And don't you ever get lost visiting cause you know the way
Am I allowed to kiss you right now
Am I allowed to miss you right now
Or do you have her lips now
Do you have her lips now
It's time I master the art of letting you go
Tell her that your to have her
Tell that sun gone when you are not with her
She will remember like have remembered
All these hopeless lonely years after
Fucking up my life
Just so you can drop by and
Giving a little bit hope right before you're
Telling me she's becoming your wife

Written by:
Bram Tahamata

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