We’re All Weavers at a Loom*

Son, come sit down with me for a moment
I’ve got something I’ve been meaning to say
That my mother almost wasted her breath telling to me
When I was at my own know-it-all age

She said, we’re all weavers at a loom
We’re all weavers at a loom

I don’t know what it is you’re going through
 But I know that secrets own you in the end
And I’m only as happy as my unhappiest child
So, for both our sake’s I pray you’ll listen

Sweet child, we’re all weavers at a loom
We’re all weavers at a loom

Weaving dreams and choices and unseen threads
With the wefts of strangers, loves, and friends
Moment by moment, day by day even in our sleep

And I won’t take any of the blame
For the mess you make of your own name
So, be careful what you make in the end

I can tell that you heard but didn’t hear me
By the distance I can see in your eyes
Just know that I love you and I’ll always be here
But it’s on you to learn to be wise

Listen, we’re all weavers at a loom
We’re all weavers at a loom

We’re all weavers at a loom
We’re all weavers at a loom

*Co-written with Laura Robinson

© 2018 Plaid Rain Music (BMI)