Hanging By A Thread
It’s not the first time – it won’t be the last
That I walk this broken line
Between the darkness and the break of day
Between the blessing and the curse
Hanging by a thread
Between the devil and the clear blue sky
Between the fire and the storm
Between the camel and the needle’s eye
Between the hound and the wolf *
Hanging by a thread
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Beneath the softness of a gentle hand
Between the heartbeat and the sigh
Beneath the deadlock of a one-track mind
Between the promise and the lie
Hanging by a thread
It’s not the first time – bet it’s not the last
That I walk this broken line
Between the gloaming and the still of night
Between the blessing and the curse
Hanging by a thread
© Ian Lilburne 2015
* A variation on the French phrase, ‘entre chien et loup’, literally ‘between the dog and the wolf’, i.e. between twilight barking and night howling, metaphorically between sunset and the dead of night, as echoed in the last verse.