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...maybe.

His voice is so beautiful here.

Both version of Motion picture soundtrack has its own beauty ❤️

insane

This version of the song is so beautiful. I just hated that I will never see them live again

This is my all time favourite part in come dine with me. Never laughed so hard in my life. I’ve been watching this since for years.

The lines ‘I think you’re crazy, maybe..’ hit me so hard because for me it sounds like everyone can see that you’re different but no one wants to admit it. Also the ‘maybe’ is like no one’s sure what’s wrong with you and that they still hope one day you’ll become normal.

Completely speechless. Just wow.

PLEASE ADD THIS TO INSTAGRAM MUSIC. I NEED TO POST IT ON MY STORY.

So how does one post a RUclips music like this or a fan music video without getting a copyright infringement notice from the publisher?

How is it I’ve never heard this ? I love this version

So where did you find this version?

When this episode aired, my son and I literally could not stop laughing. We were holding our stomachs from laughing so hard, and it just got worse with each culinary step Brian took. Trying to blend the pea soup with an electric whisk absolutely finished us off. It’s a lovely memory and thinking about it still makes me laugh.😅

Definitely think this is one of the greatest songs ever made period. This, the album version, and acoustic version. There is no band like Radiohead or The Beatles, and will never be. Just a beautiful song ❤️

Come here to watch in 2023 bloody love this bloke

The "beautiful angel" verse and the final "I will see you in the next life" causes me to break down every time.

the extended lyrics broke me

Fuck

like we never talk cause im asleep

hello sips sorry i dont wanna wake up

This song really, really makes me want to kill myself

;(

kid named a

Обожаю!🥰

Even though I know it gets better, this track makes me feel like it never will.

That chord at 0:10 gives me a super minecrafty feeling.

2:50 for me

imo better version than in the KID A Album

gracias

Mpii :'(

It’s that time of night again, huh?

Gutting. Beautiful.

I'd like to tell you all a cautionary tale of bad decisions. This is gonna be a long comment, so get comfortable. I went from the best days of my life to the absolute worst days of my life in the span of about four years. It's crazy what time does. Had a solid group of friends that were like a family to me, a 10 year relationship with my high school sweetheart and love of my life, and a big future ahead of me, all smiles and optimism. Then 2019, and 2020, and onward hit and its like everyone changes for the worse. One by one, each of my best friends becomes more and more bitter and hateful, sinking further into overworking themselves simply to escape their own thoughts and actions. Some start pumping out kids with girls they never even liked, some get into hard drugs, some died to the streets; but eventually all of them, without fail, met some form of self destruction. No one could wake them up from whatever trance they were in. Nobody wanted to be told they were in the wrong. Eventually they're all gone, the ones that are still kicking hate each other for nothing or just don't have time to care about anything anymore. Even the guy I considered a brother to me, eventually, found a reason when he was looking for it to kick me to the curb. Still don't know what I did, probably never will. Then it was just me and the girl of my dreams against the world. We promised each other we would never walk out on each other like our friends did. We came from two different types of broken homes, had no real concept of how to love each other at the start. However, through our pain we gave each other comfort, and for the first time I actually felt loved/felt true love for someone. We had a lot of bad fights, mostly being my fault. I'm bipolar and it was way more severe in those days because my home life was a warzone all the time. There were so many things said in the heat of a bad argument that I wish I could build a time machine and go back to stop myself from saying. Just as many times where she snatched the gun out of my hand before I could pull the trigger, pulled me out of the road before a truck sent me on my way. So many things I wish I never did. Even still, she stood by me through all of it. She was my rock, my anchor, my reason to keep getting up and doing something with myself. When I met her, she was the happiest person I had ever seen. Compared to where I came from/went to when I left school every day, it was like being around a literal angel. The glimmer of life in her eye was infectious. For someone coming from such a fucked up home, I never knew how she could keep that energy up. But with each incident, I watched that spark diminish a little more. 2021 comes around, I get a major health scare. think I might have stomach cancer, spend the whole year basically getting every test done under the sun and stressing myself out. Started falling into the same bad habits as the rest. Smoking or drinking until I couldn't think anymore, getting lost in work and hobbies. Eventually all the results come back, turns out to be a cocktail of minor inconveniences playing the role of something serious together to fuck my system up. Easy fix, but then I realize: I forgot her. I left her behind and I didn't even realize it. She comes to me that winter and tells me she cant take it anymore. It was the second saddest moment of my life, seeing her like that. Knowing I did it. I realized it all at once and it breaks me. She looked up to me as her shining light in all the abject darkness around us, and I wound up hurting her the most. She tells me she still loves me, just needs a break. I agreed to it, but the moment she stepped away to figure herself out I just lost it. I was certain I'd never see her again, that she would just move on without me. It gave me ceaseless nightmares, replaying every fucked up thing I said, every time she would break down crying from something that came out of my stupid fucking mouth. Over and over and over and over. She was all I had left and being alone with my thoughts to reflect on how my actions have clearly affected her, how I stopped doing much of anything with her because I was so afraid of my health situation at the time. Just kept distracting myself with anything and everything. Meanwhile that spark, that flame of innocence I loved so much about her, it went out and I wasn't even there when it happened, let alone trying to help reignite it. That realization put me in a place I hadn't been in for a long time prior. Her biggest need from me back then was for me to make positive changes to my mental health, start trying to budget my time better, but I was so focused on what-ifs that I stopped paying attention the present entirely. After a while of seeing me continue to spiral instead of levelling out, she caved and came back, for my sake. She didn't have enough time to figure herself out, we both knew it, but I was so over the moon at the prospect of her coming back to me that I just let it happen. Even though deep down I knew it was wrong. But I thought if I worked hard enough on myself, I could swoop her off her feet and take her away from her own problems. Doesn't work that way, folks. I ended up outpacing her. I got my mental health in check and started building back my social skills and self confidence, all for her, not for myself. We stopped being on the same page, then. What I did do for myself, though, is started taking my music hobby more seriously, started getting booked in multiple acts and playing all over. And then it hits me, all over again: I did it again. I left her behind again. I just let nine months slip by without even noticing. She was in stasis, not enough time to work on herself, not enough time with me to feel like we were even together. Her group of friends met a similar fate before mine ever did, so I was all she had for the longest time. It had to have been hell. I think I rationalized it at the time as me giving her the space she needed while I was out making myself happy, but in reality I just left her alone with her depression and no guidance or support. We started arguing more and more often, more and more severely. Eventually I would go see her and it was like she wasn't even there. Dead eyed. The spark was long dead, even its shadow was fading away. She was just... broken. Trapped in a relationship she wasn't ready to come back to only to basically be made out to be a body pillow for me to snuggle up to in bed when I came back from my adventure of the week. She didn't want to be with anyone. She wanted to be alone, and the longer it went on the more depressed she got. I tried everything I could but it was already too late. We split three days ago, probably for good this time. I may not ever even get to see her again, let alone let her know how much good she's done for me. How much I care, or even a formal goodbye. It would have been ten years on the dot this coming January. Now I'm alone. I have nobody to talk to about any of this, hence why I'm doing it here. This is the most lucid I've been since it all happened, but I think its just numbness. The calm before storm, so to speak. I know it hasn't fully hit me yet because the rollercoaster of the last few days has been so surreal. Like one long dissociative episode interspersed with violent crying fits, throwing up, regretting everything. When it does fully hit me, I fear I won't be around for very long thereafter. That's what I get, though, after everything I put the only person to ever make me feel special through. I'm still going through the motions as if she's still here. Still falling into the routine I made for myself to show her how hard I was working to make it better. Like it even matters anymore. I don't deserve another chance, even if I did get it by some miracle. I've been listening to this on repeat for hours now, thinking about it all and how I ended up here. It's the only thing keeping me alive right now, to be completely honest. So thank you Thom, for such a beautifully painful masterpiece, and thank you Matthew for uploading it. It's all I have right now. I pray to whoever can hear me that it's enough and that I can make it through, but if I'm being honest with myself, I don't really want to. I feel like my reason for being has evaporated, all by my own hand. It'll be the first birthday I've ever spent by myself, the first Christmas, and the first new years by myself in a decade. Possibly the last, too. I feel like I have nothing to look forward to anymore. I'm not even 30 and I feel like I've ruined my life to the point that throwing in the towel is my only option. I don't know where I'll be in a week, a month, a year, but I just hope things get better for all of us. even you, stranger. If you've for whatever reason decided to read all that through to the end, I'd like to say thanks for listening. The moral of my story is that life is one big grey area. Everything is complicated, there's always a million reasons why someone acts the way that they do. Be kinder to each other, please. Reach out to those people you were mad at for something stupid or drifted apart from for one reason or another, and just tell them you hope they're doing alright. Everyone needs somebody, and now that I have nobody, I see that the most clearly. Hindsight really is 20/20. …And if nothing else, cherish every second you have with your closest friends and family, because you never know what the future is going to bring. It could all end tomorrow and you'll be like me, left with nothing but regrets and fading memories of the times that made life worth living. Take care of yourselves. I'll see you in the next life.

I love the album version we got but if we'd gotten this on OKC instead, that would have been just fine too. Excellent rendition.

“i will see you in the next life” cuts deep in this version

those 'perfect little angel...' lines seem perfect for the concept of 'kid a' so I don't know why Thom cut those lyrics for the album version.

This song every version of it makes me feel this but I prefer the album version because of those harps

I don't play piano. But I am totally committed to learn this one. Anyone got a Score I can borrow?

Legendary........ Thank you for putting this up.

37. Split up with my girlfriend when I was 30 because I got an amazing career and thought I was too good. She was a clever, tall-ish blond girl. Painted. Volunteered at a special needs school. Wholesome. Children and the elderly loved her a lot. I'm not in my chosen career now. Health scares. Regret. I did my best.

gramps died last week. he was my main male figure and he inspired me to be better every day. he taught me so much and i looked up to him a lot. i'll see you in the next life, hasta mañana, Tata.

This song feels like it would fit perfectly in the soundtrack for the movie Her (2013).

Cuantas vueltas y rebobinado habrá tenido ese cassette con este tema ..excelente

Today…. My beloved deemed this song to be ours. It melts my heart and brings me to tears each time. 🤧🥲 even tho this song is definitely not your typical love song, I love it in every way that it is misery. Although, he and I are far from miserable.

Bruh post-rock

and this is where i come to cry

Here I am. Again...

This version, the album version, the acoustic version...all amazing.

goddamn

maybe…