Lily smuggled balls of yarn untangled and untamed
Like memories she can't recall compounded in her name
I'm spinning in her knitting through the thoughts that she remakes
But broken words get broken in and worn without a break

Endlessly the ending earth is glowing when you rise
Dawning in the dreams of old and ancient in your eyes
Our time is tied to wonder we have wondered where to find
It's coy and it is cautious, it's daring, brave, and bold
We're falling with the sands of time, though time is getting old

And even when the world is mean
and cold and all alone
We will be your ball of yarn
We will take you home

She radiates the dancing rays of shadows stained with light
To gather in the blinding dark the animals of night
They're worn within in the laughter she projects within her life
It's rapturous and stagnant, it's perilous and kind
Inscribed without the sight supposed unseeing and unblind

She learns to string the shrouded pride a promise can convey
It's solid and accented in the thoughts that go astray
With voice abound to echo, her words are made aware
The storied yarn she smuggled west is love she learns to wear

And even when the world is mean
and cold and all alone
We will be your ball of yarn
We will take you home