James Presents - R.E.M. - Murmur Lyrics



	Radio Free Europe Beside yourself if radio's gonna stay Reason: it could polish up the gray Put that, put that, put that up your wall That this isn't country at all. Raving station, beside yourself. Keep me out of country in the word Deal the porch is leading us absurd Push that, push that, push that to the hull That this isn't nothing at all. Straight off the boat, where to go? Calling on in transit, calling on in transit Radio Free Europe, radio... Beside defying media too fast Instead of pushing palaces to fall Put that, put that, put that before all That this isn't fortunate at all. Raving station, beside yourself Calling on in transit, calling on in transit Radio Free Europe, radio... Decide yourself, calling all of the medias too fast. Keep me out of country in the word Disappoint is into us absurd. Straight off the boat, where to go? Calling on in transit, calling on in transit Radio Free Europe, Radio Free Europe Calling on in transit, calling on in transit Radio Free Europe, Radio Free Europe. Pilgrimage Take a turn, take a turn Take our fortune, take our fortune. They called the clip a two-headed cow Your hate clipped and distant Your luck, pilgrimage Rest assured this will not last, Take a turn for the worst Your hate clipped and distant, Your luck, a two-headed cow. The pilgrimage has gained momentum Take a turn, take a turn Take our fortune, take our fortune. Speakin' in tongues, it's worth a broken lip. Your hate clipped and distant Your luck, pilgrimage Rest assured this will not last, Take a turn for the worst Your hate clipped and distant, Your luck, a two headed cow. The pilgrimage has gained momentum Take a turn, take a turn Take a turn, take a turn Take our fortune, take a turn Take our fortune, pilgrimage. Speakin' in tongues, it's worth a broken lip Your hate clipped and distant, Your luck... Rest assured this will not last, Take a turn for the worst Your hate clipped and distant, Your luck, two headed... The pilgrimage has gained momentum Take a turn, take a turn Take a turn, take a turn Take our fortune, take a turn Take our fortune, pilgrimage, pilgrimage. The pilgrimage has gained momentum Take a turn, take a turn. Take a turn, take a turn. Take our fortune, take a turn. Take our fortune, take a turn. Take a turn, take a turn. Take a turn, take a turn. Take our fortune, take a turn. Take our fortune, take a turn. Take our fortune. Laughing Laocoon and her two sons Pressured storm, tried to move No other more, emotion bound Martyred, misconstrued. Lighted in a room, lanky room Lighted, lighted, laughing in tune Lighted, lighted, laughing. Laocoon and her two sons Run the gamut, sated view Know them more, emotion bound Martyred, misconstrued. Lighted in a room, lanky room Lighted, lighted, laughing in tune Lighted, lighted, laughing. In a room, lock the door, latch the room Lighted, lighted, laughing. Laocoon and her two sons Ran the gamut, settled new, Find a place fit to laugh, Lock the doors, latch the room, Lighted in a room, lanky room Lighted, lighted, laughing in tune Lighted, lighted, laughing in tune Lighted, lighted, laughing in tunes Lighted, lighted, laughing in tunes. Talk About the Passion Empty prayer, empty mouths, combien reaction Empty prayer, empty mouths, talk about the passion Not everyone can carry the weight of the world Not everyone can carry the weight of the world. Talk about the passion Talk about the passion. Empty prayer, empty mouths, combien reaction Empty prayer, empty mouths, talk about the passion Combien, combien, combien du temps? Not everyone can carry the weight of the world Not everyone can carry the weight of the world Combien, combien, combien du temps? Talk about the passion Talk about the passion Talk about the passion Talk about the passion. Moral Kiosk Scratch the scandals in the twilight Trying to shock but instead Idle hands all orient to her Pass a magic pillow under head It's so much more attractive inside the moral kiosk Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight. They scratch the scandals in the twilight She was laughing like a Horae Put that knee in dour landslide Take this step to dash a roving eye It's so much more attractive inside the moral kiosk Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight Inside, cold, dark, fire, twilight. Perfect Circle Put your hair back, we get to leave Eleven gallows on your sleeve Shallow figure, winner's paid Eleven shadows way out of place Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room. Pull your dress on and stay real close Who might leave you where I left off? A perfect circle of acquaintances and friends Drink another, coin a phrase Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room. Try to win and suit your needs Speak out sometimes but try to win Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room. Catapult Ooooo, we were little boys Ooooo, we were little girls It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off Cowered in a hole, opie mouth, question: Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Catapult. Catapult. Catapult. Catapult. Ooooo, we were little boys Ooooo, we were little girls It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off Cowered in a hole, opie mouth. We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this. Hear the howl of the rope, a question: Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Catapult. Catapult. Catapult. Catapult. March could be darker. March could be darker. Catapult. Catapult. Catapult. Catapult. Ooooo, we were little boys Ooooo, we were little girls It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off Cowered in a hole, opie mouth. We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this. Hear the howl of the rope, a question: Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Did we miss anything? Catapult. Catapult. Catapult. Catapult. Sitting Still This name I got we all agreed See could stop stop it will red We could bind it in the scythe We could gather, throw a fit Up to buy, Katie buys a kitchen-size, but not me in Setting trap for the big kill, waste of time, sitting still I'm the sun and you can read. I'm the sign and you're not deaf. We could bind it in the scythe. We could gather, throw a fit. Up to buy, Katie buys a kitchen-size, but not me in Setting trap for the big kill, waste of time, sitting still I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. This name I got we all agreed See could stop stop it will red We could bind it in the cist We could gather, throw a fit. Up to buy, Katie buys a kitchen-size, but not me in Setting trap for the big kill, waste of time, sitting still I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. You can gather when I talk, talk until you're blue You could get away from me. Get away from me. I'm up to buy, Katie buys a kitchen-size, but not me in Setting trap for the big kill, waste of time, sitting still I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. I-I-I can hear you. Can you hear me? 9-9 Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced. Now what does that mean? Is there a just contradiction? Nothing much. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, hesitate. Got to punch Right on target Twisting tongues Gotta stripe down his back all nine yards down her back Give me a couple, Don't give me a couple of pointers, Turn to lies and conversation fear Got to punch Right on target Twisting tongues Gotta stripe down his back all nine yards down her back Give me a couple, Don't give me a couple of pointers, Turn to lies and conversation fear What is in my mind? What is in my mind? Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reenforced. Now what does that mean? Is there a just contradiction? Nothing much Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, If I should die before I wake, oh come on, hesitate, hesitate. Got to punch Right on target Twisting tongues Gotta stripe down her back All nine yards down his back. Give me a couple, Don't give me a couple of pointers, Turn to lies and conversation fear. Conversation fear. Conversation fear. Conversation fear. Shaking Through 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 be ten? Honor marches on, Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way. Shaking through, opportune. Shaking through, opportune. Are we grown way too far? Taking after rain Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Shaking through, opportune. Shaking through, opportune. In my life. Ears that are still, Children of today on parade, Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way Shaking through, opportune. Shaking through, opportune, Shaking through, opportune. Shaking through, opportune. We Walk 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, we walk Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall, oh, oh, oh Take oasis, Marat's bathing We walk through the woods, we walk Take oasis, take oasis, take oasis, take oasis Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall, oh, oh, oh Take oasis, Marat's bathing We walk through the world, we walk Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall, oh, oh, oh Take oasis, Marat's bathing Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall, oh, oh, oh Take oasis, Marat's bathing Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall, oh, oh, oh Into the hall West of the Fields Long gone, intuition to assume are gone when we try, Dream of a living jungle in my way back home when we die. West of the fields. West of the fields. West of the fields. West of the fields, Long gone. Long gone. Long gone. Long gone. West of the fields. Dreams of Elysian, to assume are gone when we try, Tell now what is dreaming When we try to listen with your eyes oversimplify. The animals, how strange, Try, try to stick it in. The animals, how strange. Try, try to stick it in. Dreams of Elysian, to assume are gone when we try Tell now what is dreaming when we try, listen through your eyes when we die. West of the fields. West of the fields. West of the fields. West of the fields. Long gone. Long gone. Long gone. Long gone. West of the fields.

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