Lyrics - The Worn-Out Thing

Lyrics - The Worn-Out Thing

Verse 1

The coat has been patched at the elbow The thread doesn't match but the seam is sound Someone wore this coat for years And then it came around

The book has a name in blue ink First page, careful hand, the kind that means pride Someone wrote their name and then Someone set it aside

Chorus

But the worn-out thing is the loved thing The thing that was held till the surface gave in The coat that was patched and the myth told again The love is the wear on the skin The love is the wear on the skin

Verse 2

Toy horse. Paint gone. Wood smooth where hands held. Date in pencil. Twenty-three years. Child grown. Wood still here.

Letter in the book. Folded thin. Words faded where pages turned. The ink is the record. The page is the skin. The reading is the wearing.

Chorus

But the worn-out thing is the loved thing The thing that was held till the surface gave in The coat that was patched and the myth told again The love is the wear on the skin The love is the wear on the skin

Bridge

I patched that coat in the evening With the thread I had, which was wrong And someone wore it after me And patched the other arm And neither of us threw it away And neither of us threw it away

Chorus

Because the worn-out thing is the loved thing The thing that was held till the surface gave in The coat that was patched and the myth told again The love is the wear on the skin The love is the wear on the skin

Outro

The wear stops here. The love doesn't.