[Verse 1]
He said you stand in your own shoes
I said I'd rather stand in someone else's
He said you look from your direction
I said I like to keep perspective

[Verse 2]
Close to the middle of the network
It seems we're looking for a center
What if it turns out to be hollow?
We could be fixing what is broken

[Chorus]
Between the pen and the paperwork
I know there's passion in the language
Between the muscle and the brain work
There must be feeling in the pipeline
Between the pen and the paperwork
I know there's passion in the language
Between the muscle and the brain work
There must be feeling in the pipeline

[Verse 3]
Beyond the duty and the discipline
I'm sure there's anger in a cold place
All feelings fall into the big space
Swept up like garbage on the weekend
[Chorus]
Between the pen and the paperwork
I know there's passion in the language
Between the muscle and the brain work
There must be feeling in the pipeline
Between the pen and the paperwork
I know there's passion in the language
Between the muscle and the brain work
There must be feeling in the pipeline

[Bridge]
All feeling
Falls into the big space
All feeling
Swept into the
Avenues of angles

[Chorus]
Between the pen and the paperwork
I know there's passion in the language
Between the muscle and the brain work
There must be feeling in the pipeline
Between the pen and the paperwork
I know there's passion in the language
Between the muscle and the brain work
There must be feeling in the pipeline