Between the pages
Stages, places we should of gone
But already have, already along
That world of sentences, of words
We heard, we hear, the chapters, the books, were hooked
Though the stories unclear
The hardbacks, the fringes, the paper, binding scrawled
How letters form some meaning to us all....
It's
Between the pages
That's where I read
And I think you know exactly what I mean.