On one hand, I'm walking the way that I do,
looking like I'm lost in thought
but I'm looking for you

It's so subconscious the way that I feel;
too bad my subconscious life is the more real.

And I ain't in the best shape that I've ever been in,

But I know where I'm going: it ain't where I've been

I know where I'm going: and it ain't where I've been

Some kind of anxiety has gotten hold of my heart,
and I just wanna run home when I feel it start

Plastic bottles of water, sealed windows, forced air 

and gazillions of cell phones beaming through my hair

And I ain't in the best shape that I've ever been in,

But I know where I'm going: and it ain't where I've been

I know where I'm going: and it ain't where I've been

Tossing and turning between sleepless dreams, 
and I'm poised on the edge of what it all means

So I turn my back and I spread my arms wide 
and I let myself fall in, way deep inside

And I ain't in the best shape that I've ever been in

But I know where I'm going: and it ain't where I've been

I know where I'm going: and it ain't where I've been.