Let Me In (R.E.M.)

Yeah all those stars drip down like butter And promises are sweet We hold out our pans with our hands to catch them We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Heyyyyyyyyyyy, 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. Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Yeah yeah yeah Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in I had a mind to try to stop you Let me in. Let me in Well, I 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 Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Yeah yeah yeah Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Yeah yeah yeah Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in