Time is running out for us But you just move the hands upon the clock You throw coins in the wishing well For us You just move your hands upon the wall — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
How come I end up where I started How come I end up where I belong... You used to be alright What happened? — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
I named my son Noah for the same reason Chris Martin named his apple: we're asses. — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
Rock music is, is a necessary evil, like beating my children with penny loafers — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
We're at a time when we are being presented with undeniable changes in the global climate and fundamental issues that affect every single one… — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
When even your fans are writing to tell you to get a life, you know you need to listen. — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
My dad spent his whole life getting into fights for telling what he believed to be the truth. Basically it comes from my dad-and… — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
I got into the music business thinking it was really radical, that it wasn't really a business at all, that it was a lot… — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
People sometimes say we take things too seriously, but it's the only way you'll get anywhere. — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
I'm achingly aware of my own limitations as both part of the human race and as an individual. I'm just, casting this out that,… — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
I often fake my death and then just show up at people's houses. They say 'that's a good one Thom' but I know maybe… — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
