A golden thread connects us Although it seems impossible it could be that long It seems to stretch across continents It joins up the water and land that lie between us Threaded through airports and harbour walls It effortlessly knits up plains and cities
A golden thread connects us Although it seems impossible it could be that strong It sketches a random pattern, known only to us Disparate, otherwise unconnected backpages Mississipi, Dallas, Mountain View, Santa Barbra Stoneybatter, Skerries, Paris, Milan
A golden thread connects us Although it seems impossible to think for how long It stitches and gathers up time; so when you said "It could be a thousand years or five minutes since we met" I knew we both thought that forever is possibleΒ Β That everything previous would make sense of our present
A golden thread connects us Although it seems impossible to see how it could From a distance I saw you go through revolving doors The golden hair caught my eye, flowing as you walked I was a man trapped, saved only by one fact That a golden thread had snagged on my clothes