[00:22.44]From the wrinkles on my forehead
[00:30.03]To the mud upon my shoe
[00:38.04]Everything's a memory
[00:43.86]With strings that tie to you
[00:53.09]In my dream I'm often runnning
[01:00.73]To the place that's out of view
[01:08.50]Of every kind of memory
[01:14.57]With strings that tie to you
[01:22.07]And though a change has taken place
[01:25.39]And I no longer do adore her
[01:33.44]Still every god forsaken place is always
[01:38.08]Right around the corner
[01:44.19]Now I know it's either them or me
[01:52.59]So I'll bury every clue
[02:00.79]And every kind of memory
[02:06.65]With strings that tie to you
[02:13.03]And every kind of memory
[02:19.85]With strings that tie to you