Radiohead - Black Star
from the album "The Bends"
I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown,
well what am I to do
I know all the things around your head and what they do to you
What are we coming to
What are we gonna do
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home
Troubled words of a troubled mind I try to understand what is eating you
I try to stay awake but its 58 hours since that I last slept with you
What are we coming to
I just don't know anymore
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home
I get on the train and I just stand about now that I don't think of you
I keep falling over I keep passing out when I see a face like you
What am I coming to
I'm gonna melt down
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home
What is this coming to
What is this coming