I don't like my place on the factory line
I wanna see the shape of the whole damn thing
From The Outside
Is it to any ends that this operation has stopped making sense?
Oh, tell me when did this world which I'm forced to keep finding myself in
Get so alien?
And it's:
As above, so below
But where I'm at with it all, hell, I'll never know
I'm just an itty bitty piece
Of an infinite whole
I can't read the languages of history
But I still find my name scratched in on the bottom line
And it's:
As beyond, so behind
I'm in the midst of it all and I wouldn't mind, but
It's a beautiful cake,
And I get such a small, ugly slice.
I'm gonna be
At the end of everything
I'm gonna be closer to the root
Than I've ever been
And I'm gonna know
How it all relates to the whole
It's gonna be tough
But I'm gonna be strong
And I'm gonna see.
(From The Outside)
