There Is A Thread   Running Between   The First And The Last   Breath That We Breathe      And In This Strand   Of Flesh And Bone   Reside The Hopes   And Dreams We Call Our Own      And There's A Hand   That Sews The Threads Together   Around One Strand   Of Saving Scarlet Thread      Come As You Are   Weary, Worn, And Tattered   Come And Take   Your Place Among The Threads      There Is A Thread   Sometimes Unseen   Moving Through Life's Tapestry   And When This Strand   Enters A Soul   It's Woven To The One That Makes   Us Whole      And There's A Hand   That Sews The Threads Together   Around One Strand   Of Saving Scarlet Thread      Come As You Are   Weary, Worn And Tattered   Come And Take Your Place   Among The Threads   Come And Take Your Place   Among The Threads