The Art of Letting You Go

your silhouette on a empty street

My feet on the sand of your drifting beach

I Feel the earth it shifts beneath me

Oh there's something, there's something, there's something in me

Wandering through the silence like its wilderness

Falling into moments of sweet tenderness

Seeing all the life i knew in a sale to go

These are the signs im learning the art of falling apart and letting you go

Poetry like egyptian sheets

Smooth like a mothers hair caressing me

Pause like a scratch on my favourite LP

There’s something, there’s something in this

Wandering through the silence like its wilderness

Falling into moments of sweet tenderness

Seeing all the life i knew in a sale to go

These are the signs im learning the art of falling apart and letting you go

Dreaming through the night for the very first time

Sleeping through your fires is like a fine fine wine

highs and revelry

Like i used to know

These are the signs im learning the art of falling apart and letting you go

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