I try so hard to understand, but it's so much harder that it used to be
Sometimes things seem so out of hand that I can't find a way....
To make things clear at all
And everything around me makes no sense
Clouds on horizons become more dense
I feel the circle spinning round
But I'm not as central as I used to be
I feel the pull of the centrifuge
As I go round and round but somehow enjoy the ride
An astronaut on a g-force machine
In the control room they're getting real mean
But I have you....
You take away the fear and let it slide away
Those years I can't have been an easy ride
No eye on the ball, no concentration, no backup plan
Just a focus on an album that may be (or maybe not)
The one where I "break through"
But somehow you still believe in me
And if I make it, I'll make it with you
And if I don't, we'll find a loophole that we can go through
We've taken all the things that they threw at us
Every drama, every crisis, we're still here
