Wilco - Less Than You Think |
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Less Than You Think
Wilco Your mind's a machine It's never been still and its will It's deadly and dull Has never been free A high Lightly tapping You shiver at your soul As your spine starts to shine A fist so clear and climbing Punches a hole In the sky So you can see If you don't believe me For yourself There's so much less To this than you think In a cup God lifts It's almost gone The night is dissolving To toast the lightning It's high Lightly tapping 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 If you don't believe me For yourself There's so much less To this than you think |
