Songtexte Music Was the Thread - Kelley Hunt

Music was the thread keeping him here
Music was the call when the cupboards were bare
Music was all to beat back the fear
Music kept keeping him here
Music keeps him here

Born into a drug house, no clean clothes, nobody home
Went to school anyway
When he sang he was never alone, never alone
Each and everyday

Music was the thread keeping him here
Music was the call when the cupboards were bare
Music was all to beat back the fear
Music kept keeping him here
Music keeps him here

He learned to do laundry, find food in a dumpster sometimes
Wake himself and get to class
And let the music feed his soul, feed his soul
Had to grow up lightning fast

Music was the thread keeping him here
Music was the call when the cupboards were bare
Music was all to beat back the fear
Music kept keeping him here
Music keeps him here

He says, it's my freedom
It's my road
It's my joy
It's my soul

It's my freedom
It's my road
It's my joy
It's my soul

Now he's ready to leave, friends in jail, parents dead
The fence he walks is coated with ice
But the song tells him where to step, how to step
I believe he's gonna be alright

Music was the thread keeping him here
Music was the call when the cupboards were bare
Music was all to beat back the fear
Music, it keeps him here

It was music
It was music
It was music