invisible string - the long pond studio sessions

Green was the color of the grass
 Where I used to read at Centennial Park
 I used to think I would meet somebody there
 Teal was the color of your shirt
 When you were 16 at the yogurt shop
 You used to work at to make a little money
 Time, curious time
 Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs
 Were there clues I didn't see?
 And isn't it just so pretty to think
 All along there was some invisible string
 Tying you to me?
 Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 Bad was the blood of the song
 In the cab on your first trip to L.A.
 You ate at my favorite spot for dinner
 Bold was the waitress on our three year trip
 Getting lunch down by the Lakes
 She said I looked like an American singer
 Time, mystical time
 Cutting me open, then healing me fine
 Were there clues I didn't see?
 And isn't it just so pretty to think
 All along there was some invisible string
 Tying you to me?
 Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 A string that pulled me
 Out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar
 Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire
 Chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons
 One single thread of gold tied me to you
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 Cold was the steel of my axe to grind
 For the boys who broke my heart
 Now I send their babies presents
 Gold was the color of the leaves
 When I showed you around Centennial Park
 Hell was the journey, but it brought me heaven
 Time, wondrous time
 Gave me the blues and then purple-pink skies
 And it's cool, baby, with me
 And isn't it just so pretty to think
 All along there was some invisible string
 Tying you to me?
 Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 Ee-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-eeh
 Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 Oh, oh yeah
 Ooh, oh-oh