[Verse 1] In the hour when the clocks forget to move I feel a tremor in the quiet of the room A single strand of crimson, thin as breath and strong as bone It tugs me from the inside, though I’m sitting here alone [Pre-Chorus] Every silence has a colour, every distance has a weight And I carry both inside me like a promise I can’t break [Chorus] Be pulling on the red thread Be pulling through the dark Be pulling till the morning finds us standing in the light Be pulling on the red thread Be pulling till you feel The tremor in your own chest and you know this love is real [Verse 2] I see your shadow in the corners of the glass I hear your footsteps in the places that I pass The thread grows faint in places where the years have worn it thin But I will not release it – I will hold it from within [Chorus] Be pulling on the red thread Be pulling through the dark Be pulling till the morning finds us standing in the light Be pulling on the red thread Be pulling till you feel The tremor in your own chest and you know this love is real [Bridge] And if the thread should tangle in the mess of all we’ve lost I’ll sit with every knot until the tension turns to trust No storm can cut the crimson that was woven long before I’ll keep my fingers moving till you feel it at your door [Final Chorus] Be pulling on the red thread Be pulling till it sings Be pulling on the red thread Be pulling till it brings You back across the distance where the silence used to reign Be pulling on the red thread until we’re whole again Be pulling on the red thread… Be pulling on the red thread… Until we’re whole again…
