Big Space

He said you stand in your own shoesI said I'd rather stand in someone else'sHe said you look from your directionI said I like to keep perspectiveClose to the middle of the networkIt seems we're looking for a centerWhat if it turns out to be hollow?We could be fixing what is brokenBetween the pen and the paperworkThere must be passion in the languageBetween the muscle and the brain workThere must be feeling in the pipelineBeyond the duty and the disciplineI know there's anger in a cold placeAll feelings fall into the big spaceSwept up like garbage on the week-endBetween the pen and the paperworkThere must be passion in the languageBetween the muscle and the brain workThere must be feeling in the pipelineAll feelingFalls into the big spaceAll feelingSwept into theAvenues of anglesBetween the pen and the paperworkI'm sure there's passion in the languageBetween the muscle and the brain workI know there's feeling in the pipeline