Cliches
© 2007 words and music: Kate MacColl
There isn’t a day I don’t imagine your face ten years from now
A man with questions I’ll never be able to answer
There isn’t an hour that goes by without you in it
And it kills me to know that I will never know…
A LINK IN THE CHAIN, A PAGE IN THE BOOK
A STEPPING STONE ON THE PATH OF YOUR LIFE
THESE CLICHES ARE ALL I HAVE LEFT AT THE END OF A YEAR TOGETHER
IF WHAT DOESN’T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER
I MUST BE AS STRONG AS AN OX OR AN OAK TREE
OR THE ROCK THAT MY HEART HAS BECOME
Forgiveness – you of me, them of me, me of me – whatever
Who needs it? I believed I needed you
Forgiveness won’t alter the facts, and it’s just a weak excuse to move
On, but to where? And will you be there?
REPEAT CHORUS
Bridge:
This picture I hold in my hand is not the reason I let you go
A photo cannot get the story right
Albums telling tales of joy just fill me with regret
And neither thing will get me through this night
There isn’t a day I don’t imagine the life we would have had
Ten thousand days and a million memories
My heart and my head tell me, “Let go, this is
Part of your past not your future,”
But my soul knows that I will always be…
A LINK IN THE CHAIN, A PAGE IN THE BOOK
A STEPPING STONE ON THE PATH OF YOUR LIFE
THESE CLICHES ARE ALL I HAVE LEFT AT THE END OF A YEAR TOGETHER
IF WHAT DOESN’T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER
I MUST BE AS STRONG AS AN OX OR AN OAK TREE
OR THE LOVE GENTLY HOLDING THE ROCK THAT MY HEART HAS BECOME