Fallen Bracelet Tears

Thread by thread, the colors start to fray

Another little piece of yesterday

I watched it slip right off your wrist today

No rush, no fight,

it just drifted away

And it fell on the floor

That best friend bracelet we wore (ooh)

Just a pile of blue and gold thread

And all the words we left unsaid

We tied the knots beneath the summer trees

Making promises to the evening breeze

Now the dust is settling on the floorboard pine

Where you walk yours,

and I walk mine

And it fell on the floor

That best friend bracelet we wore (ooh)

Just a pile of blue and gold thread

And all the words we left unsaid

Just a pile on the floor... (mmmmm)