King of Birds (Live in Greensboro, 1989)

R.E.M. - Rock, USA
King of Birds (Live in Greensboro, 1989)
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Duration: 5:09
Lyrics
[Verse 1] A thumbnail sketch, a jeweler's stone A mean idea to call my own Old man, don't lay so still, you're not yet young, there's time to teach Point to point, point observation (children carry reservations) [Chorus] Standing on the shoulders of giants Leaves me cold Leaves me cold A mean idea to call my own A hundred million birds fly [Verse 2] Singer, sing me a given Singer, sing me a song Standing on the shoulders of giants Everybody's looking on [Chorus] Standing on the shoulders of giants Leaves me cold A mean idea to call my own A hundred million birds fly away [Post-Chorus] Away Away [Verse 3] I am the king of all I see My kingdom for a voice Old man, don't lay so still, you're not yet young, there's time to teach Point to point, point observation, children carry reservations [Chorus] Standing on the shoulders of giants Leaves me cold Leaves me cold A mean idea to call my own A hundred million birds fly away [Post-Chorus] Away Away [Outro] Everybody hit the ground Everybody hit the ground Everybody hit the ground Everybody hit the ground The water is evening out Catacombs are clear Thinning out Could you, for sure be strong Could you, for sure be strong Could you, for sure be strong Mhm Mhm
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Credits
- Writers
- Bill Berry
- Peter Buck
- Mike Mills
- Michael Stipe