Thread Of Morning

Songwriter, Producer and Music Editor: Andy Karsai / Arsenio Di Donato

Vocal: Lila Rose Elyse

Also available on all the major streaming services and social networks.

Lyrics

I woke inside a name that fit,
not tight, not loose—just true.
A small, forgiving kind of light
was stitching me to you.
No thunder in the hallway,
no drums inside my chest,
just air that learned my ribcage,
and let my shoulders rest.

I’ve traded armour for a shawl,
and “prove” for “be, and stay.”
If nothing here is broken,
we won’t fix the gentle day.

Hold me like a thread of morning,
simple, warm, and near.
I’ll be more honest than I’m brave,
and let you keep me here.
No crowns, no vows to climb it all—
just breath that doesn’t run.
If I am yours and you are mine,
we’re already halfway done.

The mirrors stopped their arguing
when I remembered how to stand—
spine of light, feet like a root,
my name inside your hand.
I’m learning how to take up space
without a sharpened edge,
to love the unremarkable
and still call it a pledge.

The rules fell off like winter bark,
the word “enough” came clean.
I buttoned up a second try,
and let the spaces lean.

Hold me like a thread of morning,
simple, warm, and near.
I’ll be more honest than I’m brave,
and let you keep me here.
No crowns, no vows to climb it all—
just breath that doesn’t run.
If I am yours and you are mine,
we’re already halfway done.

Let the sugar stay a grain,
let the ocean keep its roll.
We don’t have to silver skies
to call the day a whole.
Write nothing on my forehead
but “belonging, untold yet,”
and in the room I do not fill,
I find the room you get.

Hold me like a thread of morning,
name me by my calm.
If I forget the easy way,
remind me with your palm.
No crowns—just tea, a plant that greens,
a window taking sun.
If I am yours and you are mine,
the hardest part is done.

Open the window, love—hear the bird begin.
Not every triumph has to sing.
Some days we simply let it in.