I'm the same as I was when I was 6 years old And oh my God, I feel so damn old I don't really feel anything On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below And oh my God, they look so alone Do they really feel anything? Oh my God, I've got to, got to, got to Got to move on Where do you move when what you're moving from Is yourself? Is yourself? The universe works on a math equation Then never even ever really evens it in the end Infinite spirals out creation We're on the tip of its tongue And it is saying, "Well We ain't sure where you stand You ain't machines and you ain't land And the plants and the animals, they are linked And the plants and the animals eat each other" I'm the same as I was when I was 6 years old And oh my God, I feel so damn old I don't really feel anything On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below And oh my God, they look so alone Do they really feel anything? Oh my God, I've got to, got to, got to Got to move on Where do you move when what you're moving from Is yourself? Is yourself? The universe works on a math equation Then never even ever really evens it in the end Infinite spirals out creation We're on the tip of its tongue And it is saying, "Well We ain't sure where you stand You ain't machines and you ain't land And the plants and the animals, they are linked And the plants and the animals eat each other" Oh, my God and oh, my cat I told my Dad what I need Well, I know what I have and want But I don't know what I need Well, he said, he said, he said He said, "Where we're going I'm dead"