harrowdown hill

and i'm coming home
i'm coming home
to make it all right
so dry your eyes
we think the same things at the same time
we just can’t do anything about it
we think the same things at the same time
there are too many of us so you can’t
there are too many of us so you can’t count
it was me walking to the back of harrowdown hill
it was a slippery slippery slippery slope
i felt me slipping in and out of consciousness
i feel me...

Thom Yorke (2006)