I would shape myself into your pocket.
I will shake, sneak, shrink, slip
I was shapeless infant to your pocket.
I was shaking and I disappeared
I was thinking I would disappear
I would shrink and
I will sink and
I wish ink and I would disappear.
I will slip into the groove and cut me up.
And cut me off. You cut me off.
There’s an empty space inside my heart
Where the weeds
Where the wings
And it won’t take root
And there I’ll
So now I’ll
Tonight I’ve set you free.
Just to feel
Just to feed your fast ballooning head.
We would shrink and then
We will shake and we’ll be quiet as mice.
Take the lotus flowers into my room.
The bird lights float
The bird that’s flown
Put this flower
A bird has flown into my room.
Mm, moments float into my room.
‘Cos all I want is the moon upon a stick.
A man upon a stake.
I dance around the pit; the darkness is beneath.
Dancing round the pain. The darkness is relief.
(Compiled from fans’ transcripts for Radiohead’s Lotus Flower, released Feb 2011 with no lyrics)