So many threads
however many I may drop
always plenty more to pick up
and it seems no way to stop
I heard of a man who was given
his vocation at age five
it seems a strange world so uneven
hell but we’re both still alive
his thread not mine my thread not his
no common thread it seems like
And I can’t even figure if I’m
on my third or second strike
Look for the thickest or the brightest
look for the thread that’s gold?
just a story of a too late night
so what, the story’s told
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