Your minds a machine
Its deadly and dull
Its 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 dont believe me
Theres so much less
To this than you think
Its almost gone
The night is dissolving
In a cup God lifts
To toast the lightning
Lightly tapping
Its 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 dont believe me
Theres so much less
To this than you think
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