Will you let me know when it's time?
When the sands in the hourglass blend to just the right mix, when the heavenly bodies attune to their own rhythms, when the world spins on its axis just right?
Will you let me know then, in case I don't get it, in case I'm distracted by some random event that intrudes upon my concentration at precisely the same time, how does that even happen, right?
Will you wake me up if I happen to be asleep in that compelling moment when I should really be paying attention?
'Cause I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I missed it, if I missed it again.