fred astaire meets radiohead

last flowers

Appliances have gone berserk

I cannot keep up

Treading on people's toes

Snot-nosed little punk

And I can't face the evening straight

You can't offer me escape

Houses move and houses speak

If you take me there you'll get relief

Relief, relief, relief...

And if I'm gonna talk

I just wanna talk

Please don't interrupt

Just sit back and listen

'cause I can't face the evening straight

You can't offer me escape

Houses move and houses speak

If you take me there you'll get relief

relief, relief, relief, relief, relief...

It's too much

Too bright

Too powerful

Too much

Too bright

Too powerful

Too much

Too bright

Too powerful

Too much

If you think you belong enough

broken hearts make it real

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WE ARE ACCIDENTS WAITING,

WAITING TO HAPPEN

| Radiohead, There, There |

are you such a dreamer?

please don’t interrupt

promessas

... e, de repente, há boas notícias. Que seja um bom presságio.

Lotus Flower

I will sneak myself into your pocket

Invisible, do what you want, do what you want

I will sink and I will disappear

I will slip into the groove and cut me up and cut me up

There's an empty space inside my heart

Where the wings take root

So now I'll set you free

I'll set you free

There's an empty space inside my heart

And it won't take root

Tonight I'll set you free

I'll set you free

Slowly we unfurl

As lotus flowers

And all I want is the moon upon a stick

Dancing around the pit

Just to see what it is

I can't kick the habit

Just to feed your fast ballooning head

Listen to your heart

We will sink and be quiet as mice

While the cat is away and do what we want

Do what we want

There's an empty space inside my heart

And now it won't take root

And now I set you free

I set you free

Because all I want is the moon upon a stick

Just to see what it is

Just to see what gives

Take the lotus flowers into my room

Slowly we unfurl

As lotus flowers

All I want is the moon upon a stick

Dance around a pit

The darkness is beneath

I can't kick the habit

Just to feed my fast ballooning head

Listen to your heart

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These are My Twisted Words

these are my twisted words

when i feel you still walking

i know i should not look down

but i'm so sick of just talking

when are you coming back

i just can't handle it

when are you coming back

i just can't handle it

when are you coming back

i just can't stand it

i just can't handle it

And if I could be who you wanted...