Strings That Tie To You

From the wrinkles on my forehead

To the mud upon my shoe

Everything's a memory

With strings that tie to youIn my dream I'm often running

To the place that's out of you

Of every kind of memory

With strings that tie to youThough a change has taken place

And I no longer do adore her

Still every God forsaken place is always

Right around the cornerNow I know it's either them or me

So I'll bury every clue

And every kind of memory

With strings that tie to you

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