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The White Cliffs
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Electronic
The White Cliffs was released on May 9, 2025 by Warp Records as a part of the album Tall Tales
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Release DateMay 9, 2025
LabelWarp Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Pritchard
Mark Pritchard
ARP Synthesizer, Synthesizer, Omnichord
Thom Yorke
Thom Yorke
Vocals
Steve Christie
Steve Christie
Organ, Synth Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Pritchard
Mark Pritchard
Composer
Thom Yorke
Thom Yorke
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Pritchard
Mark Pritchard
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Thom Yorke
Thom Yorke
Engineer
Jason Mitchell
Jason Mitchell
Mastering Engineer
Steve Christie
Steve Christie
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm feeling the same cold room
Every now and then
A face that keeps changing
Every now and then
Another direction
Blowing in the wind
Nothing but empty promises
Every now and then
All over the same four thoughts
Every now and then
[Refrain]
Every now and then
Every now and then
[Refrain]
Every now and then
Every now and then
[Verse 2]
What is the purpose?
Every now, every now and then
I get kinda nervous
I want it all to end
Don't understand the purpose
Every now and then
[Verse 3]
Please don't look but you're drowning
This is your punishment
A small mind with a plaything
A tiny little wren
You go out that door that you came in
This is your punishment
You don't mean what you're saying
You don't mean what you say
I pay no mind what you say
I pay no mind at all
[Refrain]
Everything is out of our hands
Everything is out of our hands
Everything is out of our hands
[Verse 4]
And I don't believe what you're saying
That everything is out of our hands
We’ve been over and over the same things
But everything is out of our hands
Waving from opposite cliffs now
Both waving and drowning
[Outro]
Everything is out of our hands now
Everything is out of our hands
Better get in the boats now
When everything is out of our hands
It's easier to not look now
When everything is out of your hands
Everything is out of your hands
Everything is out of your hands
Blow, whistle, blow
Written by: Mark Pritchard, Thom Yorke
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