Glass Eyes - Radiohead

Hey, it’s me, I just got off the train

A frightening place, the faces are concrete grey

And I’m wondering, should I turn around?

Buy another ticket?

The panic is coming on strong

So cold, from the inside out

No great drama, message coming in

In the oh-so-smug glassy eyed light of day

Glassy eyed light of day

Where the path trails off and heads down the mountain

Through the dry bush, I don’t know where it leads

And I don’t really care

Where the path trails off and heads down the mountain

Through the dry bush, I don’t know where it leads

And I don’t really care

I feel this love to the core

I feel this love turn cold