There's a centre of the universe
That I will never know exists
Because I can not swallow it
I'm just dust on the arm of a spiral passing time
Yeah, I'm passing time
No one comes to the father but through me
Too little words to trust
The timing's wrong, go back to what you did before
I don't care no more for friendships that are bound by what you see
I need friendships that are deeper than me
I've toed the line till my toes have bled
Copper lines I could've sold for gold
Conducting's not what I was put here to do
I'm shocked to be old here
Now I'll shock you
You won't believe what I was sold
I felt capsized every time I tried
To deal with my minds obscure side
I'm too far out to be satisfied
One of these days I'll yearn for the open sea
Yeah, for the open sea
It hurts the worst in my bed at night
When I'm trying hard to catch my breath for life
I know you've suffered this all before
But I can feel it in my spit
This is home, you don't exist