A Single Gold Thread

[Verse 1]
The old Kenwood fridge kicks on with a shudder and a sigh.
It's quarter 'til ten on a Thursday, under a chemical sky.
I'm sewing the button you tore off your good Carhartt sleeve.
This house is so loud in the moments you choose to leave.

[Chorus]
And Danny, a single gold thread in a needle of steel
Is the only true thing that I know how to feel.

[Verse 2]
There's a hairline crack running up from the trim on the door.
My mother would say it's a spirit who's wanting more.
You'd say it's the damp from the Gulf settling into the wood.
We're both of us right, and that's never been all that good.

[Chorus]
And Danny, a single gold thread in a needle of steel
Is the only true thing that I know how to feel.

[Bridge]
Last week on the porch, you said, "Honey, some things just ain't built to last."
And I just keep pulling this needle, right through the past.

[Outro]
Just me and the Kenwood's low hum.
Danny, come home.