(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) Could it be that one small voice doesn't count in the room? Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Could this by three
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) (chorus 1) Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced Now what does that mean? Is there a just contradiction?
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall, oh, oh, oh Take oasis, Marat's bathing We walk through the wood
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe/N. Bogan) Long gone, intuition to assume are gone when we try Dream of a living jungle in my way back home when we die (chorus
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) Empty prayer, empty mouths, combien reaction Empty prayer, empty mouths, talk about the passion Not everyone can carry the
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) Put your hair back, we get to Eleven gallows on your sleeve Shallow figure, winner's paid Eleven shadows way out of Standing
aigles Vous avez trs peur d e moi car vous savez que je Risque vos murmures, vos tomates mres R Ma chanson a dit la vrit Vous allez m'excuter
Vous avez tres peur d e moi car vous savez que je Risque vos murmures, vos tomates mures R Ma chanson a dit la verite Vous allez m'executer