When we realise we have only to dive and we're out of here
We're just skirting on the surface
We have only to click our fingers and we disappear
We're just skirting on the surface
Dull eyes trying to pull you through the ice
Being drawn to the ledge
When we realize that once we're broken nothing mends
We're just skirting on the surface
When we realize we're only held in suspension
'Til someone comes along and shakes us
As the parallel lines cross the fingers like a web
Will you dive-bomb the surface?
Dull eyes trying to pull you through the ice
Being drawn to the ledge
When we realize that once we're...
When we realise we have only to dive and we're out of here
We're just skirting on the surface
We have only to click our fingers and we disappear
We're just skirting on the surface
Dull eyes trying to pull you through the ice
Being drawn to the ledge
When we realize that once we're broken nothing mends
We're just skirting on the surface
When we realize we're only held in suspension
'Til someone comes along and shakes us
As the parallel lines cross the fingers like a web
Will you dive-bomb the surface?
Dull eyes trying to pull you through the ice
Being drawn to the ledge
When we realize that once we're broken nothing mends
We're just skirting on the surface
Musically, one of his most beautiful songs.
Lyrically, he seems to be talking about the superficiality of life, a constant Thom theme, and how fragile this reality really is. In fact, it's just a state of mind as is escape from it to a more meaningful, spiritual realm (not a religious reference though!).
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFVKWXHoBLA
Thom Yorke at the Echoplex, October 2, 2009
Will likely appear on Radiohead's eighth album in 2010.
When we realise we have only to dive and we're out of here We're just skirting on the surface We have only to click our fingers and we disappear We're just skirting on the surface Dull eyes trying to pull you through the ice Being drawn to the ledge When we realize that once we're broken nothing mends We're just skirting on the surface When we realize we're only held in suspension 'Til someone comes along and shakes us As the parallel lines cross the fingers like a web Will you dive-bomb the surface? Dull eyes trying to pull you through the ice Being drawn to the ledge When we realize that once we're...
When we realise we have only to dive and we're out of here We're just skirting on the surface We have only to click our fingers and we disappear We're just skirting on the surface Dull eyes trying to pull you through the ice Being drawn to the ledge When we realize that once we're broken nothing mends We're just skirting on the surface When we realize we're only held in suspension 'Til someone comes along and shakes us As the parallel lines cross the fingers like a web Will you dive-bomb the surface? Dull eyes trying to pull you through the ice Being drawn to the ledge When we realize that once we're broken nothing mends We're just skirting on the surface
Musically, one of his most beautiful songs. Lyrically, he seems to be talking about the superficiality of life, a constant Thom theme, and how fragile this reality really is. In fact, it's just a state of mind as is escape from it to a more meaningful, spiritual realm (not a religious reference though!).