A Brain In A Bottle - Thom Yorke

Oh, what’s that seeking us?

Steel hands have come to talk to us.

Take me back, take me back

Seek gold let it pick the bones

it’s a «tear, I wrestle to the ground.

«Take the light,

Be modern and break myself in two.

It’s lke that I’ve forgotten you.

Think I’m going to go to pieces now.

Come and find me.

____ light

Think I’m going to slow my dance to you.

A _____ of aiding you.

So I’m just going to keep bouncing back.

Come and find me.

«I'm in love of life,