Из альбома: Down With Wilco: A Tragedy in Three Halfs
I've said it with silence
I've said it real loud
From down underground
Way down, from over the clouds
So now I say nothing
And this much is true
What I don't believe, means nothing, Nothing to you.
I shout from the mountains
That nothing need last
Your mind is made up, made up,
From time's blistered past
I can't hold a candle to crimes
Half-recalled
What I don't believe means nothing, Nothing at all.
Can't you tell I won't fight anymore?
And you know it's not right
You know it's not right
If my tongue moves I bite down
Before it can
Tell how hard I've lied
I won't bother knocking
Where I'll never get in
I'm bound straight to hell for sure
If omission's a sin
I won't be the downfall
Of such miserable bliss
What I don't believe goes something, Something like this.