Sinking fast to winch me to my feet No time to argue with belief I'm not alone, A thousand others dropping Faster than me What put me here? Nothing to hold on to Nowhere to brake
Where is the rip chord, The trapdoor, the key? Where is the cartoon escape-hatch for me? No time to question The choices I made I've got to fall in another direction
The last thing I remember Was climbing up the stairs I threw the window open In challenge and despair I don't know what I needed I needed time I needed to escape I saw the future turn Upside-down and hesitate
Where is the rip chord, The trapdoor, the key? Where is the cartoon escape-hatch for me? No time to question The choices I made I've got to fall in another direction Accelerate
The vista I see now is changing Uncertainty is suffocating Our hope has never felt so great and I lay right down A pounded pulse Make it go Make it slow down Go
Where is the rip chord, The trapdoor, the key? Where is the cartoon escape-hatch for me? No time to question The choices I made I've got to fall in another direction
The city burning, It's like it's ready to explode Accelerate to make it slow Make it go Accelerate to make it slow Make it go I'm incomplete I'm incomplete I'm incomplete
Compositores: John Michael Stipe (PRS), Michael e Mills (PRS), Peter Lawrence Buck (PRS)Editor: Temporary MusicPublicado em 2009 e lançado em 2009 (26/Nov)ECAD verificado obra #2615093 e fonograma #2218912 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM