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)