Art Garfunkel
The Thread
[Verse 1]
At the corner of 53rd
And the summer of '62
The first time I felt the tug
Of what I call the thread of you

[Verse 2]
There at the Lever House
Street map across our thighs
Tracing the gateway
Leaning in close I'm feeling your fingertip

[Chorus]
This time, this place
This state of grace
The promise of tomorrow
Your thread runs through
Park Avenue
Street of dreams and sorrow

[Verse 3]
Seven years up the road
And two blocks south
On the run from a sudden rain
With too much to talk about
On our knees we choose
To end in St. Bartholomew's
[Chorus]
This time, this place
This fall from grace
The promise of tomorrow
Your thread runs through
Park Avenue
Street of dreams and sorrow

[Bridge]
This town is my every day
But sometimes the grand design
Marries a common road to an uncommon time

[Verse 4]
By the Waldorf Astoria
At 49th and now
Out of the uptown flood
Your face appears somehow
In a passing car
Wearing a tiny scar

[Chorus]
This time, this place
This state of grace
The promise of tomorrow
Your thread runs through
Park Avenue
Street of dreams and sorrow