In between the turning and the still, she said
Sit inside the moments that are in your head
A prophet needs to wait
Picture if you will
Signify the story you fulfill, he said
A sentry at your gatehouse, while you're in your bed
It's the warming, it's the bite
Picture if you will
Deep inside the quiet of the pill, they said
We will find the hours that our lives have bled
We'll lie so still
Picture if you will
In between the turning and the still, she said