I thought of this while watching a second hand on a clock.
There's a place in space
A beat between the beats
A moment in between the seconds
The sound between the chords when time stands still
Just before the mark and the hand meets
The distance between East and West
Where one crosses the other
Where one point ends and another point begins
The thin line between subconcious and sleep
Where thoughts merge, Are you awake? Un-thoughts creep
Can't remember what I was thinking but I was thinking nevertheless
Well it'll…