Fraying at the Edges (Unthreaded)

Lyrics

Verse 1 Clocking in at seven, apron tied up tight Chopping up the onions, working through the light Steam is in the kitchen, orders on the line Just a regular day, passing regular time But beneath the surface, there's a different beat A whole 'nother world tapping in my feet. Verse 2 Sun goes down the river, apron hits the floor Now the fabric’s moving behind a different door Needle and the thread, foam and fleece and rod Bringing up a world that's beautiful and odd Giving Willie his voice, writing out the tunes Singing to the rafters under shifting moons. Chorus And I’m unthreading, letting go the seams! Tearing down the fabric of my everyday dreams The world is pulling hard on a loose piece of twine But the messier it gets, the more it feels like mine! Daylight is a grind, but the night is a chance To watch it all come apart... and dance! (Big electronic beat drop with a fast country fiddle/banjo hook) Verse 3 Balancing the ledger, keeping feet on solid ground While a theater of characters is making all the sound You can try to hold it tight, try to keep it neat But there's a freedom when the breakdown hits the street Let the stitches pull apart, let the filling blow Sometimes you gotta break to really start the show. Chorus 'Cause I’m unthreading, letting go the seams! Tearing down the fabric of my everyday dreams The world is pulling hard on a loose piece of twine But the messier it gets, the more it feels like mine! Daylight is a grind, but the night is a chance To watch it all come apart... and dance!