In the deepest ocean
The bottom of the sea
Your eyes
They turn me
Why should I stay here?
Why should I stay?
I'd be crazy not to follow
Follow where you lead
Your eyes
They turn me
Turn me on to phantoms
I follow to the edge of the earth
And fall off
Everybody leaves
If they get the chance
And this is my chance
I get eaten by the worms
Weird fishes
Picked over by the worms
Weird fishes
Weird fishes
Weird fishes
I'll hit the bottom
Hit the bottom and escape
Escape
I'll hit the bottom
Hit the bottom and escape
Escape
Decía Neil Hannon en su canción Count Grassiís Passage Over Piedmont "If I’m to die then let it be in summertime". Escuchando esta canción me daría igual hacerlo en cualquier estación de año. Es muy extraña esa sensación tan ambigua, sentir como la canción te lleva completamente hacia abajo, te desnuda de cualquier sensación de felicidad, y cuando te encuentras completamente destrozado entonces encuentras la felicidad al estar acompañado por una maravillosa melodía.
Yorke y compañía me vuelven a emocionar y además sin tener la sensación de que me están robando (y no por culpa de los músicos precisamente) al comprar el disco. Radiohead se adelantaron con su OK Computer y ahora se adelantan en la forma de vender este maravilloso In Rainbows.
Close your eyes
and don´t you make a sound.
There´s no worries now.
(x2)
There´s no one else around,
to hear you cry.
You´re so asleep.
Again, tonight.
Close your eyes
and don´t you make a sound.
There´s no worries now.
(x2)
There´s no one else around,
to hear you cry.
You´re so asleep.
Again, tonight.
Memphis comes creeping down my back
Somehow this place tastes just like an attack
A hundred-yard-stare of a kiss
Lord, I know I'll never miss it
They told me stop scouting the field
They told me have a look in Commercial Appeal
And start getting that hair cut sharp
Sometimes I think that I'll find a love
One that's gonna change my heart
I'll find it in Commercial Appeal
And then this heartache'll get chased away
I was part-time at the Tasty Prawn
That and moving furniture and cutting lawns
Covered in newsprint, staying up real late
Just holding out for some fate
Sometimes I think that I'll find a love
One that's gonna change my heart
I'll find it in Commercial Appeal
And then this heartache'll get chased away
[x2]
I was dreaming in the driver's seat
When the right words just came to me
And all my finer feelings came up
Always out on some witch's hunt
For the one who never lets me want
Before you know it it's all fuss
Sometimes I think that I'll find a love
One that's gonna change my heart
I'll find it in Commercial Appeal
And then this heartache'll get chased away
[x2]