The thread of the thing

And the whose it, and the whats it, and the stories of kings
And the needle and the thread of the thing
And the ladder at the scene
And the cutting off at the knees
In a little while I see
That I love the way you came on
I love the way you came on to me, to me

And the where is and the there is
And the start of the fling
But the riot breaks the thread of thing
And the lenses ain't clean, we'll need another TV screen
In a little while I see

But I love the way you came on
I love the way you came on
I love the way you came on
I love the way you came on to me, to me, to me, to me

It weighs out, it weighs out
And you know I love you, I love you