you have to learn to outgrow things without it breaking you
you'll revisit memories and places like old friends
and the most beautiful thing will be the way you've changed, when other things have stayed the same
certain pieces of your life are only meant for seasons
certain people, too
there's a melancholy beauty in walking away
let them go, with a soft kind of ruthlessness
endings don't have to be tragedies

i wont let you keep on reading,
keep on seeing and peeping,
let you keep on being
a little tom;

boy you sure know how
to push every button somehow,
but hey this is getting kinda long;

now don't go getting greedy,
after all you love the feeling
of knowing you're her --
-- at least this time around.

all my sadness falls away and so do my senses
i'm feeling pretty senseless
my mouth is pretty reckless
my tongue is doing dances and there's a weight that's been lifted
clothes are being shifted
i'm feeling pretty gifted