I tread slowly along a slender thread; Clouds rest in my hands—pliant as down, Soft as a mother’s breath. Below, an endless world unfolds: Golden fields and open waters. I hold my balance and my rhythm, Even as the path rises higher. [Pre-chorus] And every step whispers: "Stay," And every step whispers: "Go." I hear the distance calling my name From the great white radiance. [Chorus] On a slender thread— I do not fall, I only lean. On a slender thread— I journey on, I rise on high. Clouds in my hands, heavens before my eyes. On a slender thread— I walk toward the light. [Verse 2] Radiant hills in a silvery wash of light Glow where the horizon opens wide. I taste the wind—wild yet quiet— Bearing truths and prophecies. The sky bends over me with an infinite smile, Painted in unimaginable, shimmering shades of blue. I walk through the silence, stepping straight Into a field of unimaginable treasures. [Pre-chorus] And every step whispers: "Stay," And every step whispers: "Go." I hear the distance calling my name From the great white radiance. [Chorus] On a slender thread— I do not fall, I only lean. On a slender thread— I journey on, I rise on high. Clouds in my hands, Heavens before my eyes. On a slender thread— I walk toward the light. [Bridge] If the wind is strong, I sway too, But then I steady myself and rise again. A clear path stretches out before me, Woven from the open blue. We were made for this height, We were made for this air. [Final Chorus] On a slender thread— I do not fall, I only bend. On a slender thread— I journey on, I rise up high. Clouds in my hands, the heavens before my eyes— On a slender thread— I walk toward the light. [ end ]
