Nose Grows Some Songtext
von Thom Yorke

I don′t know when this night will end
If i open the door
To the back of my sunken mind
Then in will come a flood
When it all becomes too much
I sweat the crises
And the times you are afraid
In a room full of clocks
If i'm blowing myself away
Get through the bad times


Two birds on a wall
Your nose just g r o w s

I need just another drop
It is metal and it is cold
I wait upon the rocks
I′m waiting on the tide
Through the bad times
If i'm blowing myself away
Under hot fluorescent lights

Two birds on a wall
Your nose just grows and g r o w s

One day i'll grow up tall

And all will be reveal...