[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