Thread the Needle

He was made to travel a place he'd never been.
It's all the same - his time is running thin.
A light that now shines dim,
once as bright as the sun.
A door once open wide
will now let through no one.
He threads the needle,
he's walking the fine edge.
He treats life like a game
and you know he'll end up dead.
As he threads the needle,
he can't remember what she said.
Can you make a change before it grows too late?
You'll never know your place in life
if all you love you hate.
Don't expect my company,
there's nothing left to say.
And don't expect my sympathy -
there's none to find today.
He threads the needle,
he's walking the fine edge.
He treats life like a game
and you know he'll end up dead.
As he threads the needle,
he can't remember what she said.
You've lived your life a gamble,
and for what you cannot tell.
I only hope you understand
I can't pull you out of hell.
I've sacrificed all that I can,
yet you refuse to try.
If you won't change your state of mind,
then I guess this is goodbye.
He threads the needle,
he's walking the fine edge.
He treats life like a game
and you know he'll end up dead.
As he threads the needle,
he can't remember what she said.
He treats life like a game
and you know he'll end up dead.
As he threads the needle,
you know he'll end up dead.