"a self fulfilling prophecy of endless possibilty in rolling reams across a screen in algebra in algebra
in fences that you cannot climb in sentences that do not rhyme in all that you can never change the one your looking for
it gets you down it gets you down
theres no spark no light in the dark it gets you down it gets you down youve travelled far what have you have found that theres no time theres no time to analyse to think things thru to make sense..."
-"Analyse", Thom Yorke
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