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I’ve been listening to gardens in the spring.
Forest whispers of fallen hope.
I’m the delicate type, I look away.
I trust bonds that we sealed and broke,
Words that tell us of love and mystery,
What are stories when books are closed?
I remember the clash of faith,
While we stood in place and we let it grow.
Moments passing like atoms crashing,
So, why the hell did I let it go?

And I swear now, I think I’ll never know,
If the love I had was real or grown.

Bookmark on the shelf you’ve fallen again,
And no one pretends because the story is done.
You read it again, You let yourself in,
You know that it ends, and now the story is done.

I’m the intricate type, I complicate.
Can’t erase what I’ve carved in stone.

I remember the clash of faith,
When we stood in place and we let it grow.
Moments passing like atoms crashing,
So, why the hell did I let it go?

Bookmark on the shelf you’ve fallen again,
And no one pretends because the story is done.
You read it again, You let yourself in,
You know that it ends, and now the story is done.
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Additional Notes:

Released by The  Strand in 2000 on In The Trench. Produced at Strandland in Tempe, AZ.  Lyrics and songwriting Dave Strand and Kimberly Brown. Vocals by Kimberly Brown. Digital mastering by Steve Laskarides of NRMastering. CD Cover art by X7AD (Toby Tyler Heidebrink)

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