Sunday, October 21, 2012

...It Gets You Down...

I’m still feeling a bit fragmented from some recent personal events, but you’re all good people so I know you will pardon me while I retrieve the bits and pieces.


I still don’t understand how something can be slow and still sudden or how the smallest thing, no matter how prepared for it you are, can obliterate. I suppose one day it’ll all make sense.

This song has been on my mind for awhile now. I understand there is some dispute about the lyrics and the meaning, but from what I know, it fits right now.

(Thanks to Radiojaba for the upload: Thom Yorke- Analyse)






A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibility
In rolling reams across a screen
In algebra, in algebra

The fences that you cannot climb
The sentences that do not rhyme
In all that you can ever change
The one you're looking for

It gets you down
It gets you down

There's no spark
No light in the dark

It gets you down
It gets you down

You traveled far
What have you found
That there's no time
There's no time

To analyse
To think things through
To make sense

Like candles in the city, they never looked so pretty
By power cuts and blackouts
Sleeping like babies

It gets you down
It gets you down

You're just playing a part
You're just playing a part
You're playing a part
Playing a part

And there's no time
There's no time

To analyse
Analyse
Analyse

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