CDid you never Emicall?Gmi I waited Ffor your call
These rCivers of sugCmigestion B are Cdriving me away
CThe trees will Emibend Gmi(zabocit), tFhe cities wash away
The cCity on the Cmiriver Bhas a giCrl without a dream
Eastern to Mountain, third party call, the lines are down.
The wise man wrote his words upon the rocks. But I'm not bound to follow suit
The trees will bend, the conversation's dimmed (potlaceny)
Go build yourself another home, this choice isn't mine
Did you never call? I waited for your call
These rivers of suggestion are driving me away
The ocean sang, the conversation's dimmed
Go build yourself another dream, this choice isn't mine
R.e.m.:
Cobain, Kurt:
R.e.m.:
R.e.m.:
