Words and music by Wilco from the 2004 album "A Ghost is Born" Capo on the 1st fret [G]Your mind's a ma[C]chine It's deadly and [G]dull It's never been [C]still and its will Has never been [G]free Lightly [C]tapping high-pitched []drum As your [C]spine starts to [D]shine You [G]shiver at your [C]soul A fist so clear and climbing Punches []hole In the [G]sky So you can [C]see For your[Am]self If you don't [Em]believe me There's [G]so much less [C]To this than you [G]think [G]It's almost [C]gone The night is diss[G]olving In a cup God [C]lifts To toast the [G]lightning Lightly [C]tapping It's high-pitched and it [G]hums As your [C]spine starts to [D]shine You [G]shiver at your [C]soul A fist so clear and climbing Punches []hole In the [G]sky So you can [C]see For your[Am]self If you don't [Em}believe me There's [G]so much less [C]To this than you [G]think