Finest Worksong

Take your instinct by the reins –
You’d better best to rearrange –

What we want and what we need,
has been confused, been confused

R.E.M.
Finest Worksong

Buy the sky and sell the sky
And tell the sky, and tell the sky
Don’t fall on me
(What is it up in the air for?)
Fall on me
(If it’s there for long)
Fall on me
(It’s over, it’s over me)

R.E.M.
Fall On Me