Unmade Songtext
von Thom Yorke

Come under my wings, little bird
Come under my wings, little bird
Come under my wings

Unmade
Unmade
I swear that there′s nothing
Up my sleeve
And then back again
I swear there's nothing
Unmade


There′s no faces
Won't grow back again
Broken pieces
Unmade

I swear there's nothing
Won′t grow back again
I swear there′s nothing

Come under my wings
Come under my wings
Come under my wings
Under my wings
We're unmade