somewhere between what was and what could be
is the only place you'll ever know me
the ideas of these others we create
can't encapsulate how souls resonate
we syncopate, a resonance of fate
swaying together in time, never late
in these tangled webs we weave, I still find
that it's all by design, somehow divine
a journey in faith leads out of the mind
following the light, even when we're blind