Red Chord - The Frames

And I’m pulling on the red chord

That pulls you back to me Lord

It helps me out

When you’re away

When I was in the army

And they called you back to save me

And I was resting soft

In the arms of my war

And I’m pulling on the red chord

That pulls you back to me Lord

And I’m pulling on the red chord

So you’re not so far away

And I was at the uni.

The university of

Blind love and black poetry

And it was there I found you

And you were happy like an angel

But for everything you learned

There is something you must let go of

And I’m pulling on the red chord

That pulls you back to me Lord

And I’m pulling on the red chord

That pulls you back to me Lord

Pulls you back to me Lord

Yeah, pulls you back to me Lord

Pulls you back to me Lord

Yeah, pulls you back to me Lord