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- Titre : Analyse
- Album : Thom Yorke
- Année : 2006
Paroles :
A self-fulfilling prophecy of endless possibilityYou roll in reams across the street in algebra, in algebra
In sentences that do not rhyme, in fences that you cannot climb
In all that you can ever change, the one you're looking for
It gets you down, it gets you down
There's no spark, no light in the dark
It gets you down, it gets you down
You travelled far, what have you found?
That there's no time, there's no time
To analyse, to think things through, to make sense
Like candles in the city, they never looked so pretty
By power cuts and blackouts, sleeping like babies
It gets you down, it gets you down
You're just playing a part, you're just playing a part
You're playing a part, playing a part
And there's no time, there's no time
To analyse, analyse...
