Threads Lyrics

In every crack

In every scar

There lives a story

Life is unfolding

Adapting and Growing

Along the way

All of the ways you have partaken

In the weaving of the threads

Down inside of your dreams

Must we be blind

To the weathered look of time

In our obsession with the new

Are we burying the living

Must we complain

Of the pouring down rain

When we learn to give value

To the sculpting work of time

Staring all alone at the edge of a canyon

Brings me back to the old kind of way

The grass is swaying with the vines and the brambles

Give way to the ax and the cradle

Who am I to say what the right way to live is

When we might go to hell anyway

Put hope on a line and cast it out to the sky

Reel it in and watch the time go by

I woke today

Felt all the ways I have partaken

In the weaving of the threads

Down inside of my dreams

In every crack

In every scar

There lives a story

Life is unfolding

Adapting and growing

The day today

Changed all the ways we have partaken

In the weaving of the threads

Down inside of our dreams