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Let me in – R.E.M.

Yeah, all the stars drip down like butter,
Promises are sweet,
We hold out our pans, lift our hands to
Catch them
We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up

Hey, let me in
Hey, 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

Hey, let me in. yeah yeah yeah
Hey, let me in
Let me in

I had a mind to try to stop you
Let me in
Let me in
I’ve 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.

Hey, let me in. yeah yeah yeah
Hey, let me in
Hey, let me in. yeah yeah yeah
Hey, let me in

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