[Intro - whispered, almost no air, one sustained tone slightly sharp beneath] (whispered) I'm where you said. [Verse 1 - half time, dry close vocal, kick in the room, low anchor on bar 3] I counted it like arithmetic to get it right, and I have been standing in your hallway half the night. Not a step beyond the place you named. Not one degree. I got here early and I waited. That's all of me. You gave me a number, and I carried it like code. A wall is just a no, but a number is a road. So I didn't knock. I didn't call. I didn't press. And I stood exactly where you said, and nothing less. [Pre-Chorus - clipped, percussion out, drone rises] I did the whole thing right. I didn't move a hair. Nobody ever said that right would feel like air. [Chorus - full voice, drone wide, tone still sharp] This is the place. This is the distance that you named. I'm where you said. I'm not coming closer and I'm not going back. Open it or leave it — I'll be here all the same. [Verse 2 - same restraint, low anchor one phrase per two bars] There's a thing that happens when you get exactly right: the distance doesn't die. It just gets quiet at night. I can hear you on the other side of all that wood, and I'm right, and being right is doing me no good. There's a half a step in front of me I haven't took, and I've looked at it so long I know it like a book. I won't take it. Not tonight. I gave my word on that. And I've measured it. I know exactly where it's at. [Pre-Chorus - clipped, percussion out] I did the whole thing right. I didn't move a hair. Nobody ever said that right would feel like air. [Bridge - bare, no reverb, voice and low anchor only] You named it so I'd stop. I stopped. Now nobody's moving, and the distance is just sitting there. Somebody has to move. You said a target's allowed to. [Final Chorus - wider, not louder, tone arriving in tune] This is the place. This is the distance that you named. I'm where you said. [The Crossing - two seconds, hard cut both directions, nothing inside it] I'm not coming closer and I'm not going back. Open it or leave it — I'll be here all the same. [Outro - bare, dry, the tone dead in tune and held] I'm where you said.
