Pull the Thread (Susie's Theme)

Pull the thread, it cuts my skin -

Pull the thread, let more space in -

Pull the thread, I want to unravel.

Pull the thread, wind it up and save it,

Stitch it back into a future blanket,

Cut the blanket into smaller pieces.

Quilt it up into another sky,

Lie beneath it when I cannot cry,

Fold it up into a weighted sigh -

Jump up!

Hound of Love.

Pull the thread, screen is a magnet,

Need to focus on a tactile language,

If I could sew, I'd make you a coat.

I can mend but I cannot mould.

I walk permitted hours -

The body is a place itself.

Try to find another way of being -

Try to find another way.

Threading up the loom of streets,

Step one, two, warp and wefting,

Listen while the chance is here -

Still nights like I've never known.

Static charge, your nylon slacks,

A touch and something startles.

Longer time, the body knows,

How can I let old hurt go?

Jump up!

Hound of Love.