Burial, Four Tet & Thom Yorke Her Revolution
She waits, she waits
Wily as a fox
She is watching us now
She will sell us out
Our treasure, our treasure
Cracks appearing in the centre
On the dying star
Breaking through the moonlight
A darling revolution
It is always in love
Cracks appear in the centre
While we go spinning
Walking off [?]
As wings up in the sky
Cheaper than another
We are breaking apart
Cracks appearing in the centre
She's on this revolution
At such a cost
She's on this revolution
