just listened to this song of Radiohead after i went to a discussion forum where people just couldn't stop praising this song. the song, well, is good though not not better than my favourite one. here are some of the lines -
and true love waits
in haunted attics
and true love lives
on lollipops and crisps
i don't know what Thom Yorke (the lead singer) was thinking when he wrote that, but to me it seems as if he is just denouncing the whole enigma behind true love. true love flourishes only in haunted places and flowers. in this man-made world, it mellows as soon as it sees the power of money. those who try to save their love from being destroyed, do lose their career, their life and their peace of mind over this. to some it may be the sole power of love which forces a lover to fight against all odds. to me, it is just plain folly.