[Intro] [single piano chord — C minor, sustained, liquid synth entering beneath it like water finding its level, trip-hop pulse arriving quietly] [Verse 1] [baritone — dry, unhurried, almost conversational, the voice of someone stating facts about an unusual situation] Touched the infinite on a Wednesday it touched back which was not what I expected Came home fed the dog stood in the kitchen for a while doing the math Turns out enlightenment doesn't do the dishes someone still has to do the dishes and today that's me [Pre-Chorus] [synth pads shifting — something opening underneath] Tested what I'm made of found the tether found the slack in it Walked to the edge of everything I thought I was looked down came back made coffee [Chorus] [the production widening — not a release, a recognition] Not quite stone not quite holy somewhere the two of them forgot to finish The infinite keeps pressing up against the Tuesday and neither one is moving This is the gap I live in this is the gap I live in [Verse 2] [pulling back — even quieter, the baritone closer] Read all the books they end the same way somebody ascends somebody dissolves Nobody writes the chapter after what the mystic ate on the way back down I tried to hold it in my three-dimensional hands the all-at-once the never-ending the fact that I'm already everywhere I'm going My hands are regular hands they hold regular things they held it anyway for a moment [Pre-Chorus] [the synth pulse steadying] Found the place where the stone and the holy press against each other in the dark Turns out that's just Tuesday [Chorus] [fuller — the recognition deepening] Not quite stone not quite holy somewhere the two of them forgot to finish The infinite keeps pressing up against the Tuesday and neither one is moving This is the gap I live in this is the gap I live in [Bridge] [production dropping to almost nothing — voice and a single sustained tone] Here is the thing nobody says out loud — If time is infinite then this moment is already permanent which means the coffee is permanent and the dog is permanent and the dishes are permanent And if time is all at once then I'm already everywhere I've ever been and everywhere I'm going at the same time which means the grief is simultaneous with the joy which means they might be the same thing wearing different clothes on different days Not quite stone Not quite holy Unfinished alchemy is what we are Unfinished alchemy and the Tuesday just keeps coming [Final Chorus] [production returning — warmest version, the bass deepening] Not quite stone not quite holy somewhere the two of them forgot to finish The infinite keeps pressing up against the Tuesday and I stopped asking it to move This is the gap I live in (this is the gap) this is the gap I live in (still living) [Outro] [production dissolving one element at a time — pulse first, then synth pads, piano holding last] Tuesday (Tuesday) Tuesday [piano — single note, sustained until it disappears into silence] [END]
