Lyrics

?Strings?
Words & Music © 2003 Henry E. Harris III

We danced for miles in these worn out shoes
No new steps ?cause they?ve all been used
Did you get tired or did you just give up
Raise the white flags ?cause I?ve had enough
All these memories we shared in this place
We only take the ones we can fit in our suitcase
You take yours, and I?ll take mine
Whatever?s left over just leave behind

Chorus
Take these hearts and cut the strings
Go in search for happier things
Take these souls and set them free
Oh? please cut the strings

I read in the paper you?d taken another man?s name
I couldn?t get all the facts the ink washed away in the rain
I know it?s over ? not meant to be
But I still think of you do you still think of me
And every now and then I get a little touch of pain
For what was lost will never be the same

Chorus
Take these hearts and cut the strings
Go in search for happier things
Take these souls and set them free
Oh? please cut the strings

Solo

Bridge
Every now and then I get a little touch of pain
For what was lost will never be regained

Chorus
Take these hearts and cut the strings
Go in search for happier things
Take these souls and set them free
Oh? please cut the strings