Born Alone Lyrics - Wilco

I have heard the war and worry of the gospel 

Ferried fast across the void 

I have married broken spoke charging smoke wheels 

Spit and swallowed opioid 

I am the driver at the wheel of the horror 

Marching circles at the gate 

Mine eyes have seen 

The fury so flattered by fate 

Tonight I'd rather count the warm fuse internally 

Subtract the silence of myself 

I would rather choose the middle mind of mystery 

Reverse a riddle for my health 

I'll unwind strange rinds overpowering 

Toss the chimneys in the sea 

I believe I've seen 

The finger divine extremity 

Please come closer to the feather smooth lens fly 

Sadness is my luxury 

Will you weather, join the cold, come before I die 

More aware of it than me 

The valves are blowing stone 

The kids are unabashed 

Loneliness postponed 

Mine eyes deceiving glory 

I was born to die alone 

Alone