R.E.M.

Let Me In

Yeah all those stars drip down like butter

And promises are sweet

We hold out our pans with our hands to catch them

We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up

Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in

I only wish that I could hear you whisper down,

Mister fisherman, to a less peculiar ground

He gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all around

To say goodbye,

Nice try.

Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in

Yeah yeah yeah

Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in

I had a mind to try to stop you

Let me in. Let me in

Well, I got tar on my feet and I can't see all the birds look down and laugh at me

Clumsy, crawling out of my skin

Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in

Yeah yeah yeah

Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in

Yeah yeah yeah

Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in