The Thread - Cary Ann Hearst

Were hangin here within an inch of our lives

From the day we’re born until the day we die

Don’t it make you want to take your time

Are you gonna let it pass you by

Made every way cut you like a knife

Any moment in time could change your life

Will you be ready with the time you got

Maker is ready if your ready or not

Hangin on by a fragile thread

Livin your life like your already dead

Will you be happy with the time you gave

These words will be your final days

We’re hangin here within an inch of our lives

From the day we’re born till the day we die

Don’t it make you want to take your time

Are you gonna let it pass you by

Wish i could look death in the face

Transcend both time and space

And reclaim those bygone days

That i was such a fool to waste

We’re hangin here within an inch of our lives

From the day we’re born till the day we die

Don’t it make you want to take your time

Are you gonna let it pass you by

When it comes my day when it comes my time

I hope to hear y’all moaning in the second life

Just throw my ashes on some hollow ground

And sing me on my way with a joyful sound

You can sing me on my way with a joyful sound

You can sing me on my way 4x