I just pulled one string
It was hanging loose
But when I pulled the whole thing unraveled in my hands
And it’s a stupid little thing
But I just stood there and cried
Over a stupid little thing
The reservoir was deep
Wind and waves thrashing for release
From the unrelenting anguish of this time
This time
I don’t know how we’re gonna survive

Hanging on by this one thread in my hands
Keeping me tethered to something
I’m out in the wind hanging on
I do realize that I’m talking to myself

It’s not like I haven’t been alone before
It’s just I didn’t know emptiness could get emptier
Like this pit in my gut
That’s craving touch, and laughter, and casual conversation
To break up the echo that’s bouncing off the walls
I’m just so tired
So tired of it all

Hanging on by this one thread in my hands
Keeping me tethered to something
I’m out in the wind hanging on
(Out in the wind hanging on)
By this one thread

I’m sorry, I keep talking about myself
And I know there are bigger burdens out there
And that’s the thing: I try to carry those, too
Stuffed in my pack
Along with the powerlessness to do anything
I can’t do anything
But try to make it through the day
Do that again tomorrow
I’ll crawl across the line
I’m not gonna win any prize
But damn if I won’t survive

Hanging on by this one thread in my hands
Keeping me tethered to something
I’m out in the wind hanging on
(Out in the wind hanging on)
By this one thread
In my hands
Keeping me tethered to something
I’m out in the wind hanging on
(Out in the wind hanging on)
(Out in the wind hanging on)
By this one thread