Ava Virgilio Poet Lyric

Tassels

Christmas morning at seven years old 
Separated from the other gifts it was 
It looks different now that it’s sold 
To me, worth mountains in gold 

That one hill we made a racetrack 
Before we counted all that we lacked 
We had our own cars, our own lore
Only two wheels instead of four 

Back when my bike still had tassels
Oh, Way back, way back, way back
Way back when days weren’t a hassle
I wish I could ride forever 
If fate hadn’t pushed that lever 
But I’ll always remember 
When my bike had tassels

Parked by the tree house, turned into a greenhouse 
My heart was full 
Going through trails, picking up lost snails
Never ever dull

And if I didn’t appreciate 
Let me now open the gate 
Outside world I now hate 
It’ll never be the same 

Back when my bike still had tassels
Oh, Way back, way back, way back
Way back when days weren’t a hassle
I wish I could ride forever 
If fate hadn’t pushed that lever 
But I’ll always remember 
When my bike had tassels

Tired never tired of carrying us around 
No more glitter, instead just withered 
Memories kept us alive 
Back when we used to ride 

Oh up and down, up and down
(The hills) 
Way back when, way back when
(We rode) 
It kind of gives, kind of gives
(Me chills)

Back when my bike still had tassels
Oh, Way back, way back, way back
Way back when days weren’t a hassle
I wish I could ride forever 
If fate hadn’t pushed that lever 
But I’ll always remember 
When my bike had tassels

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