Suspirium

Thom Yorke 2018.09.11 60
[Verse 1]
This is a waltz thinking 
about our bodies
What they mean 
for our salvation
The little clothes 
that we stand up in
Just the ground on 
which we stand
Is the darkness ours to take?
Bathed in lightness, 
bathed in heat

[Verse 2]
All is well, as long as 
we keep spinning
Here and now, 
death still behind a wall
When the old songs 
and laughter we do
Are forgiven 
always and never been true

[Verse 3]
When I arrive, 
will you come and find me?
Or in a crowd, be one of them?
Wore the wrong sign 
back beside her
No tomorrow's at peace
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