This is a waltz thinking about our bodies
What they mean for our salvation
With only the 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
All is well, as long as we keep spinning
Here and now, dancing behind a wall
When the old songs and laughter we do
Are forgiven always and never been true
When I arrive, will you come and find me?
Or in a crowd, be one of them?
Wore the wrong sign back beside her
Know tomorrow's at peace
It's the day after, and I am completely and utterly wrecked. Today is a day to recover and just veg on the couch, so just a quick post today.
I absolutely love this song by Radiohead frontman Thom Yorke. It was featured in the 2018 Suspiria remake (which by remake standards was quite exceptional), and it perfectly envelops the malaise of day-after melancholy. A beautifully haunting and simple song from a man and his piano...
Enjoy.
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