Pages (feat. Waylon Jennigs)

Last evening I turned by

The pages of time

And tore out the chapters

When you were mineI attempted to cut out

The memories of you

And paste in some new ones

Far better and true, trueI searched through the chapters

Referring to hearts

For the one with the caption

'Till death do us part'I ripped at each letter

And I tore at each word

I screamed at your memory

And nobody heard, nobody heardBut your memory's determined

And chances are few

Of my ever finding

A replacement for youIt desperately clings

To the floor of my mind

And fights for its place

In the pages of time