This melody is a swift and flowing piece of REM lightweight breezy, perfection. Once again, the lyrics defy any easy interpretation (which is their charm). We can all attach something personal to them, but ultimately, they're a meaningless jumble of vowels and consonants to fill the space like mortar between the musical bricks. Perfection all the same. Words mean nothing but the meaning that we want to grant them, and, in essence, Stipe's the son and you're not deaf.
This melody is a swift and flowing piece of REM lightweight breezy, perfection. Once again, the lyrics defy any easy interpretation (which is their charm). We can all attach something personal to them, but ultimately, they're a meaningless jumble of vowels and consonants to fill the space like mortar between the musical bricks. Perfection all the same. Words mean nothing but the meaning that we want to grant them, and, in essence, Stipe's the son and you're not deaf.