Medicine - Clark/Thom Yorke

Composed by：Christopher Stephen Clark

And I'm caught off guard

From hello onwards with you

Cold in the blue light

Clock in your mind

Snatch the broken moment

Numb feet tap tappin'

And you're shovelling it down

Breathe until you don't

You until you're not

Satisfied crawling upside down

And these thoughts are not yours

And it's moving the lasers

A rest is as good as it gets

And it's a good one

Peaches and cream

And the sunshine is mute

And the river is slow today

And we dive in whirling

How can I contain

Why do you control

I know you wanna say more than you can

I know you wanna speak

But something inside won't let you

Sneaky kick

On your way out of the garden

The insects are oblivious

As the medicine floods your veins

How can I contain

Why do you control