And this? And so much more
It is impossible to say ... exactly...
Caught between this moment and the next...
Only a type of continuity
Where the word is squeezed in a vice
And there's a coming down to earth.

Somewhere between the bricks and mortar,
A chord, a D minor, resonates.
Somewhere between the blueness of the sky
And the starched clouds
And the eerie premonition of eternity
The sound itself hovers
Between the edge of light and time.