Space Between Positions

Countless rooms inside one point
A breath divides, then becomes two

I measure distance with a trembling hand
The mark is here, then somewhere else
No path survives the question
No answer stays alone

Fold the moment
Split the thread
Every future
Turns its head

We are the space between positions
We are the choice before the choice
Particles lean toward impossible borders
And the dark replies in a human voice

A silver grain crosses an unseen sea
Observed, it settles into a name
Unseen, it carries many doorways
Each one waiting for the frame

Ah-oh-um
Ah-oh-um

If I look, the field grows still
If I release, it opens wide
You and I are passing through it
On every side

We are the space between positions
We are the choice before the choice
Particles lean toward impossible borders
And the dark replies in a human voice

No edge, no center
No single line
The universe keeps turning
Through your eyes and mine

Ooh-ah-mm
Ooh-ah-mm