e_bow_the_letter xle Look up, what do you see? All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m. This letter Fields of poppies, little pearls All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed Each and every one a little scary I said your name I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras Dreaming of Maria Callas Whoever she is This fame thing, I don't get it I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves I can take you far This star thing, I don't get it I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near I'll take you over It tastes like fear, there I'll take you over Will you live to 83? Will you ever welcome me? Will you show me something that nobody else has seen? Smoke it, drink Here comes the flood Anything to thin the blood These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet Phone, eat it, drink Just another chink Cuts and dents, they catch the light Aluminum, the weakest link I don't want to disappoint you I'm not here to anoint you I would lick your feet But is that the sickest move? I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow And who'd have thought tomorrow could be so strange? My loss, and here we go again I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near I'll take you over It tastes like fear, there I'll take you over Look up, what do you see? All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise I can't look it in the eyes Seconal, spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene Cherry-flavored neck and collar I can smell the sorrow on your breath The sweat, the victory and sorrow The smell of fear, I got it I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near I'll take you over It tastes like fear, there I'll take you over Pulls us near Tastes like fear.. Nearer, nearer over, over, over, over Yeah, look over I'll take you there, oh, yeah I'll take you there Oh, over I'll take you there Over, let me I'll take you there.. There, there, baby, yeah (REM) 030116 ... frAnk very cool to see micheal stipe's words here for all the sweet-toothed boys and girls to read, some of them scary. rem has always played somewhere in my life, a soundtrack for the times when i need to find my religion. 030307 what's it to you? who go blather from