R.E.M. Song Maker
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Way I'm
Words & Music by Band Name Maker, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, Mike Mills and Bill Berry
Verse 1:
Birdie in the hand for life's rich demand
Pay for your freedom
Two doors, two names to call your other and your own
You'll be coming back before too long
Pay for your freedom
Two doors, two names to call your other and your own
You'll be coming back before too long
Chorus:
And tell the sky, and tell the sky
Is he to be reached, he's not to be reached any more
My pockets are out and running about, barking in the street
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
Is he to be reached, he's not to be reached any more
My pockets are out and running about, barking in the street
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
Verse 2:
I looked for it and I found it
If the wind were colors
No other more emotion bound
Reason had harnessed the tame
If the wind were colors
No other more emotion bound
Reason had harnessed the tame
Chorus:
And tell the sky, and tell the sky
Is he to be reached, he's not to be reached any more
My pockets are out and running about, barking in the street
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
Is he to be reached, he's not to be reached any more
My pockets are out and running about, barking in the street
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
Bridge:
I can't see myself at thirty, I don't buy a lacquered thirty
Ran the gamut, settled new
The amber waves of grain
We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this
Ran the gamut, settled new
The amber waves of grain
We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this
Verse 3:
Lighted in a room, in the room
Michael built a bridge, Michael tore it down
The trees will bend, the conversation's dimmed
What is in my mind, what is in my mind
Michael built a bridge, Michael tore it down
The trees will bend, the conversation's dimmed
What is in my mind, what is in my mind
Chorus:
And tell the sky, and tell the sky
Is he to be reached, he's not to be reached any more
My pockets are out and running about, barking in the street
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
Is he to be reached, he's not to be reached any more
My pockets are out and running about, barking in the street
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
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