She keeps us in her dirty drawers Like little bits of treasures You never know what to find Among glossy leaves and pines We are descended, waiting Don't rescue us Observe with awe and rectitude 'til it's your turn Your prelude We are descended, waiting Don't come and rescue us Observe with awe and rectitude 'til it's your turn 'til it's your turn 'til it's your turn Your prelude
She keeps us in her dirty drawers
Like little bits of treasures
You never know what to find
Among glossy leaves and pines
We are descended, waiting
Don't rescue us
Observe with awe and rectitude
'til it's your turn
Your prelude
We are descended, waiting
Don't come and rescue us
Observe with awe and rectitude
'til it's your turn
'til it's your turn
'til it's your turn
Your prelude
my new favorite song, thanks for posting
Thom Yorke in a body of a beautiful young woman from Norway :)
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Album 2012 is cool
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