[Verse 1] I live where the tide bite close Where the wet sand shifts like smoke Meiofauna in the surf zone, ghost In the grain, in the wash, in the throat Round kick, plankton get spun Little jaws work when the day is done Flagella flick, that’s the little dance Middle of the matrix, minute advance Between the shells and the foam line We make a home in the low-tide time Hidden in the middle, never in the shine Still we move like the coast got a spine [Pre-Chorus] Hands in the middle, that’s the law Root in the grit with a razor claw You look too quick, you miss the whole Life in the gap where the breakers roll [Chorus] Interstitial, interstitial Middle of the middle, that’s official Interstitial, interstitial Small but we stay in the critical [Verse 2] Sandy bed got a thousand lanes Tiny crews in the undertow trains Nematode thread and the copepod glide Midsize world in a grain of tide I don’t beg light, I don’t chase fame I work that seam where the surf hits the plain Every little body got a job to do While the big blue crash keep calling through You call it empty, I call it full A whole food web in the miner’s pull From the foam to the pore, from the pore to the pulse We the middle-life, we the undercurrent’s hush [Pre-Chorus] Hands in the middle, that’s the law Root in the grit with a razor claw You look too quick, you miss the whole Life in the gap where the breakers roll [Chorus] Interstitial, interstitial Middle of the middle, that’s official Interstitial, interstitial Small but we stay in the critical [Bridge] When the tide backs out, we rise When the wave comes in, we hide Same sand, same fight, same groove Little bodies making room [Final Chorus] Interstitial, interstitial Middle of the middle, that’s official Interstitial, interstitial Small but we stay in the critical Interstitial, interstitial Hand in the grain where the currents kiss you
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