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"