Just arrived Singapore, San Sebastian, Spain, 26-hour trip.
Salt Lake City, come in spring over the salt flats.
A hailstorm brought you back to me.
Salt Lake City, come in spring over the salt flats. A hailstorm brought you back to me.
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes
Departure, godspeed, bless his heart, good lord.
What a fuck-up, what a fighter.
A free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider,
A hung on the line like a, a poisonous spider.
Win a eulogy from William Greider,
A car crash, ptomaine, disposable lighter,
a bus plunge, avalanche, a vinegar cider.
Free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider.
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, bad.
Go, go, go, go, yeah.
Well, everybody is young forever.
There's so much to tell you, so little time.
I've come a long way since, uh, whatever,
shit, I still see that word and think of you.
But there is so much that I can't do, yeah.
You will be young forever.
There's so much that I can't do.
There is so much that I can't do.
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, bad, bad.
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, bad, bad.
Written in one sitting in San Sebastian, Spain, when we were rehearsing to start the American leg of the tour. It's a little Basque town, and they had a riot every night. Honestly, every night at about seven o'clock, they would turn a car over, set it on fire and kick in a window - and you knew you'd sit in a bar and they'd go by, and you were able to time it.
Peter Buck 1996
Quotes collected from 'R.E.M. - In Their Own Words' by Peter Hogan
Lyrics are based on fans interpretations and are not official.
All R.E.M. originals written by Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills and Michael Stipe.
By KriS
"A free-fall motorcycle hang-glider..." Well done REM, another perfect song!!!! ![]()
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