Living in the country, living in the city – it’s all the same in this crazy world,
The satellite tube, the picture ain’t pretty,
Rest your heart while the planet twirls.
Lot of people worry,
A lot of troubled people just don’t know how the story ends,
“Save Mother Earth, try to do your duty,” and that’s okay, but there’s more, my friend.
On the edge of your seat,
You can know who’s in control,
When the ride’s complete you can rest your weary soul.
We’re hanging by a scarlet thread,
Coloured with the saviour’s blood,
Without it we’d be dead,
We’re hanging by a scarlet thread,
And it won’t break and it won’t shred,
The world is hanging on by a scarlet thread, yeah.
Climbing up the ladder, climbing down the gutter – we see it all in the tug of war,
The brink of madness, the ship’s got a rudder,
The captain’s Jesus and he is Lord.
‘Til the Lord comes calling, the world’s gonna pay some dues, yeah,
You can know he’s coming,
You can trust the gospel news.
We’re hanging by a scarlet thread,
Coloured with the saviour’s blood,
Without it we’d be dead,
We’re hanging by a scarlet thread,
And it won’t break, it won’t shred,
The world is hanging on by a scarlet thread,
Scarlet thread.
Hanging by a scarlet thread,
Coloured by the saviour’s blood,
Without it we’d be dead,
We’re hanging by a scarlet thread,
It won’t break and it won’t shred,
The world is hanging on by a scarlet thread,
Hanging by a scarlet thread,
Coloured by the saviour’s blood,
Without it we’d be dead,
We’re hanging by a scarlet thread,
It won’t break and it won’t shred,
The world is hanging on by a scarlet thread.
By a scarlet thread,
We’re hanging on, yeah,
By a scarlet thread,
By a scarlet thread.
