Your mind's a machine
It's deadly and dull
It's never been still and its will

Has never been free

Lightly tapping

A high-pitched drum

As your spine starts to shine

You shiver at your soul
A fist so clear and climbing
Punches a hole

In the sky
So you can see
For yourself

If you don't believe me

There's so much less

To this than you think

It's almost gone

The night is dissolving
In a cup God lifts
To toast the lightning


Lightly tapping
It's high-pitched and it hums


Your spine starts to shine
And you shiver at your soul

A fist so clear and climbing
Punches a hole
In the sky

So you can see
For yourself
If you don't believe me


There's so much less
To this than you think