"They love me like I was a brother
They protect me, listen to me."
Thom Yorke then proceeds to the chorus referring to his hope for the things above as a "Nice Dream". Thankfully I can say that Mr. Yorke's "dream" is a reality for me and my brothers and sisters in Christ. Whether it’s Delhi, Seattle, Kigali or Riverside, whatever city I've been in or lived in, the love and generosity that’s been shown through my extended family in Christ has been a love and generosity so fulfilling, unparallel to any I have experienced before.