To the shadows that walk without us
My account of the details is as clear as you'd think
Kept up by friends that still ask about us
If our lives were a movie, if our lives were a book
It'd be longer than I'd recommend
'Cause if you're telling a story, at some point you stop
But stories don't end
The remains of a person, the habits of a ghost
You could still find in the places you used to
Still reading off cue cards and raising a toast
To the stories I still tell about you
But the plot line wanders and versions change
And I don't know where to quit
If I tried to show every side of you through words of a song
I'd say a fraction of what I'd intend
'Cause if you're telling a story, at some point you stop
But stories don't end
The next time I see you and my conscience tells me
That the episode has long since been closed
But he's not the one that gets up every morning
And wonders how long a memory keeps its pose
And how much that the man beside you knows
And how much of the toll it's taken shows
Like a famous singer that lost his voice
That we all still want to meet
If our lives were a movie, if our lives were a book
It'd be longer than I could defend
'Cause if you're telling a story, at some point you stop
But stories don't end
Stories don't end
They go on and on
Just someone stops listening
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