this song is the epitome of melancholia - of exclusion, of the loss of words, of loneliness, of what could have been.
it isn't enough to read the lyrics to this song - you have to listen to it in order to appreciate the full onslaught of the icy blue wave that the song is.

if you want to ride on it, that is. :p


STREET SPIRIT [FADE OUT]
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 under

and fade out again
and fade out again

cracked eggs
dead birds
scream as they fight for life
i can feel death
can see its beady eyes

all these things into position
all these things
we'll one day swallow whole

and fade out again
and fade out
again

immerse your soul in love
immerse
your soul
in
love