Thread

It’s a thin fill or a loose connection

A stop sign stuck at the intersection

Just a feather floating in the wind

Dance through the sky waiting to descend

Alone again looking for a friend

Don’t let me fall I’m hanging by a thread

I’m wondering which way’s the right direction?

Is it just ahead can I trust my own reflection?

Lonely weather October wind

A tear in my eye a beginning and an end

Alone again and looking for a friend

Don’t let me fall I’m hanging by a thread

Sit back put my weight to the wind

The hatch is battened so I fasten my grip

You can feel it moving in

Can’t break what you won’t even bend

Its time to find myself again