[Intro] [Instrumental] [Verse 1] [Soft] I caught myself waiting on the glow Thumb already hovering like a bet The dark had that same held-breath quiet And I swore I knew what I'd get One twelve. Not the pillars. Not the face. Just a minute with the wrong last place And the room going ordinary again. [Verse 2] One extra tick and the gate stays shut Eleven almost, then it walks away I laughed like I'd caught myself cheating Then sat there anyway They can keep their charts and veils I was only hungry for the rhyme The number didn't fail me I arrived in the wrong time [Pre-Chorus] [Building] Not a message Not a sign Just the minute Crossing the line [Chorus] 1:12, the almost, the miss The coat I wore that doesn't fit Inner weather, outer clock And nothing standing where they ought to lock No father in the hour, no hand, no sky Just me, looking late, telling myself why If the world is one beneath the split This is how it clears its throat and quits [Bass Solo ends abruptly] [Verse 3] [Soft] I used to count the hits like rent Throw the misses in a drawer Now the miss has its own weather And I can't pretend it's less than before Jung can keep the beetle Bias can keep the blame I was ready to be timed And the timing never came [Bridge] [Ethereal] Scarab on the windowsill, already gone Hexagram that almost turned, then didn't want You can call it nothing, you can call it almost-luck You can put the phone face-down and still look The law of sequence kept its appointment The law of meaning took the long way round [Chorus] 1:12, the almost, the miss The coat I wore that doesn't fit Inner weather, outer clock And nothing standing where they ought to lock No father in the hour, no hand, no sky Just me, looking late, telling myself why If the world is one beneath the split This is how it clears its throat and quits [Guitar Solo ends abruptly] [Outro] [Soft] One. And one. And two. The same time content, off by a step. I see you. You were already leaving. [End]
