Radiohead

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me

I can feel their blue hands touching me

All these things into position

All these things we'll one day swallow whole

And fade out again and fade out

This machine will, will not communicate

These thoughts and the strain I am under

Be a world child, form a circle

Before we all go unde

And fade out again and fade out again

+As Mr. A once said "I'm locked to this piece of art".

++Tom himself called it one of the saddest songs of their band.

+++I'm for what both of these men have said.