Read The Blessed Pages

Love and pain and sorrow keep the band together
She was like my soul mate
Whispered in my ear
Love was playing music
It was all we wanted
Making plastic records of our history
How I knew it mattered
To a certain person
Heard the boy in London call out from the crowd
Said something that I. to me 10 years later
Wishing that he still called
Like he called that night
Pulling songs from thin air
Pulling songs from bridges
Smell the air in small town
Where the train line stops
Ever will I love you
Now your chapter’s over
Ever will I love you
You were good to me
Now our pain and memory
is a cherished story
Moan about the present
Venerate the past
Love is like a novel
Read the blessed pages
Did I do my best dear?
That is all you ask