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Listen to A Silver Thread On Christmas Day - Single by Josh Pyke
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josh Pyke
Josh Pyke
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glenn Hopper
Glenn Hopper
Producer
Josh Schuberth
Josh Schuberth
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

A silver thread that tugs and plays
to bind the years
and memories made.
Up before the birds
we always were,
padding down the hall.
Pass the bookshelves,
open the door
to deliver…
ourselves!
Tumble in a bundle!
‘Not yet, not yet,’
sleepy voices mumble
from beneath
their blankets drawn.
Leaping, giggles,
snuggles, yawns.
But it’s begun
Yes, it’s begun!
A silver thread that tugs and plays
to bind the years
and memories made.
Now load the car,
the window seat!
And think of all
the things we’ll eat.
And think of all
our people there.
Who’s grown the most?
Who’s cut their hair?
Who’s brought a guest?
And don’t forget,
it’s not about
the things you get . . .
That weaving stitch of silver thread.
A silver thread that tugs and plays
to bind the years
and memories made.
Down the phone line
voices call,
‘We miss you,
how we miss you all!’
‘Next year,’ we say,
we always do.
That silver thread,
that binding spool.
‘And how’s the weather?’
‘Who’s there now?’
We giggle, gather,
crowd around.
‘And did you get the gifts we sent?’
For nothing breaks that silver thread.
We feel such love,
we hear such fun,
no distance dampens,
for it’s begun.
Yes, it’s begun.
A silver thread that tugs and plays
to bind the years
and memories made.
Round the table
hugs and laughs,
a brand-new love,
they’re home at last!
Happy hubbub,
tiptoe toddles.
‘Now?’ they say,
gentle voices.
‘Not yet, not yet.
And don’t forget,
it’s not about
the things you get.’
Before the food,
we raise a toast,
to those we love
and miss the most.
That silver thread,
it tugs and plays.
Who’s here this year?
Who’s gone away?
A silver thread that tugs and plays
to bind the years
and memories made.
‘Welcome, welcome!
Now we eat.’
That silver thread
still plays and weaves.
A family grown.
A family spread.
That woven love,
that silver thread.
Sunrise, cuddles,
backyard games.
Loves and laughs,
warm holidays.
What a feast!
There’s so much food!
Snoring naps,
long afternoons.
Set the table—
how many places?
Toddlers, teens and
long-loved faces.
‘Now?’ we say.
We always do . . .
‘Yes, now!’
‘A gift from me to you!’
Some things change,
some stay the same,
that binding silver thread remains,
to stitch together memories made.
Long after gifts are packed away
it’s love we’ve woven, love that stays,
through all our cherished Christmas days.
Written by: Josh Pyke

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