Текст песни Thom Yorke - two feet off the ground.

The fog comes in the road
The fog comes in the road

You are on your fault
You are on your fault

The mist comes through the trees
Beckoning you and me

I was mislead
I was mislead

It's like we've become restricted
We've become restricted
We're two feet off the ground
We're two feet off the ground

They're just skin and bone
They're just skin and bone

We're two feet off the ground
And we're two feet off the ground

I'll think I’m asleep
I'll think I’m asleep

It's like we've become restricted
We become restricted

We couldn't make the medley
Couldn't make the medley
We're just skin and bone
You're just skin and bone

We're waiting for the lights to change
We're waiting for the lights to change