Golden Shuttle

[Verse 1]
The golden shuttle on the Bristol loom
Tuesday afternoon, humming in the room
A new coastline in indigo thread
Every single word you never said

[Pre-Chorus]
The pattern tightens, warp and weft align
A little cartography, a secret design

[Chorus]
This thread (thread) is a lie I'm telling true
Woven in the quiet, just for you

[Verse 2]
Smell of star-anise in the dye-pot steam
The radio murmurs a half-forgotten tune
She said, "He'll never guess it, not in a million years"
Hiding all the islands, stitching down the fears

[Pre-Chorus]
The pattern tightens, warp and weft align
A little cartography, a secret design

[Chorus]
This thread (thread) is a lie I'm telling true
Woven in the quiet, just for you

[Bridge]
The selvedge edge, a line drawn in the cloth
A promise held against the coming frost

[Outro]
The shuttle sleeps. The pattern's almost done.
(almost done...)