Never Ending Math Equation - Live at the Social, Orlando, FL - February 2004

I'm the same as I was when I was six 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
But do they really feel anything at all?

Oh my God, I've gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta move on
Where do you move? When what you're moving from
Is yourself, is yourself

The universe works on a math equation
That never even ever, really even ends in the end
Infinity 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 six years old
And, oh my God, I feel so damn old
I don't really feel anything at all

Oh my God, I've gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta move on
Where do you move? When what you're moving from
Is yourself, is yourself

The universe works on a math equation
That never even ever, really even ends in the end
Infinity 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

Well, 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
"I'm glad words don't way nothing"
Spent my whole life in a sea of pain
Ain't sure what's right, but I get what ain't

Well, oh my God, and oh my cat
I told my dad what I need
But I don't know what I need

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