Half Past Everything Half past everything, nothing quite on schedule Plans keep bending but nobody looks stressed A little too late, a little too early Somehow the timing still works out perfectly Quick glance, quick thought, quick change of subject One idea jumps before the other gets finished Different opinions, different little reasons Nobody needs to win every passing disagreement Half past everything Right where we are Half past everything Not too close, not too far Nothing needs fixing Nothing needs to change Half past everything Let it stay strange Fast little thoughts, packed into tiny spaces Switching perspectives while the expressions change faces Question, response, counterpoint, correction Every few seconds another new direction Catch the detail, cut the excess, keep it moving No unnecessary words when everybody's improving One thought folds into another, another opens three Nothing stays simple when there's more than one way to see Half past everything Right where we are Half past everything Not too close, not too far Nothing needs fixing Nothing needs to change Half past everything Let it stay strange Maybe that's the point of the hour Nothing polished, nothing perfectly arranged A little unfinished A little unexpected Still completely fine Quick mind, quick tongue, compressed observations Changing little angles, testing interpretations Back and forth, then sideways, then straight through the middle Finding something useful in the smallest riddle No grand conclusion, no perfect explanation Just fragments connecting through natural conversation Pause, breathe, shift, then another thought arrives Funny how the night makes room for different sides Half past everything Right where we are Half past everything Not too close, not too far Nothing needs fixing Nothing needs to change Half past everything Let it stay strange Half past everything Morning getting near Half past everything Nothing disappears Some nights don't need A reason to remain They just leave a little Clarity behind again
