Big World

There's got to be a pressure point Someone else can hold I've got this ache between my temples Maybe it's my inner-eye dusting off its lens Maybe it's that fight-or-flight acting up again... again Take me outside, show me what I've been missin' People never fail to entertain my sour disposition Greater in thought, lesser in shape Aeon of a child, sickness of the age Over the ridge the circle completes Around you and around me There's got to be some kind of way to counteract the pull Like a medium moves between two worlds Yet I know there is only one plane I'm wanderin' There is only but one way for my wheels to spin Take me outside, show me what I've been missin' People never fail to entertain my sour disposition Greater in thought, lesser in shape Aeon of a child, sickness of the age Over the ridge the circle completes Around you and around me I've been dreaming in a broken bed Pulling off a tail that'll grow again (Around you and around me) Becoming convinced our cold blood Needs a little pain, needs a little sun (Around you and around me) Nourished by the sun, nothing's going to change Shedding old skin, growing new fangs (Around you and around me) Put me in a tomb, send me into space In a little tank to disintegrate (Around you and around me) I'll disintegrate brighter than most Over the ridge on your way home (Around you and around me) On your way home, tuning out the noise Aeon of a child, sickness of the age (Around you and around me)