Out of Time Album

Artist(s): R.E.M.

Cover Art

R.E.M. Out of Time Cover Art

Tracklist

Radio Song

length: 4:16
producer: Scott Litt and R.E.M.
vocal: KRSā€One and Michael Stipe
engineer: Scott Litt
guitar: Peter Buck
guest bass: Peter Holsapple
electronic instruments: Scott Litt
strings arranger: Mark Bingham
organ & bass: Mike Mills
guest alto saxophone & baritone saxophone & tenor saxophone: Kidd Jordan
drums (drum set) & percussion: Bill Berry
writer: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe

Hey, I can't find nothing on the radio
Yo! turn to that station

The world is collapsing
Around our ears
I turned up the radio
But I can't hear it

When I got to the house
And I called you out
I could tell that you had been crying, crying
It's that same sing song on the radio
It makes me sad
I meant to turn it off
To say goodbye
To leave in quiet
That radio song
Hey, hey, hey

I've everything to show
I've everything to hide
Look into my eyes
Listen

When I got to the show
Yo, ho, ho
I could tell that you had been crying, crying
It's that same sing song and the DJ sucks
It makes me sad
I tried to turn it off
To say goodbye, my love
That radio song
Hey, hey, hey

The world is collapsing
Around our ears
I turned up the radio
But I can't hear it
Yeah

I tried to sing along
But damn that radio song
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

I've everything to show
I've everything to hide
Look into my eyes, listen to the radio
I turned up the radio
But I can't hear it
No, I can't hear it
Hey, hey, hey

Check it out
What are you saying
What are you playing
Who are you obeying
Day out day in?
Baby, baby, baby, baby
That stuff is driving me crazy
DJ's communicate to the masses
Sex and violent classes
Now our children grow up prisoners
All their lives radio listeners

Losing My Religion

length: 4:29
producer: Scott Litt and R.E.M.
vocal: Michael Stipe and Mike Mills
engineer: Scott Litt
arranger: Mike Mills
guest acoustic guitar: Peter Holsapple
percussion: Bill Berry
drums (drum set): Bill Berry
electric guitar & mandolin: Peter Buck
bass & keyboard: Mike Mills
writer: Peter Buck, Bill Berry, Michael Stipe, Mike Mills
Life is bigger
It's bigger
And you, you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream, try, cry, why, try
That was just a dream, just a dream, just a dream
Dream

Low

length: 4:57
producer: Scott Litt and R.E.M.
vocal: Michael Stipe
engineer: Scott Litt
organ: Mike Mills
guitar: Peter Buck
guest bass: Peter Holsapple
percussion: Bill Berry
congas: Bill Berry
strings arranger: Mark Bingham
guest bass clarinet: Kidd Jordan
writer: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe
Dusk is dawn is day
Where did it go?
I've been laughing
Fast and slow
Moving in a still frame
Howling at the moon
Morning found me laughing
Up and down, down
Low, low, low
Night suits me fine
And morning suits me fine
I've been so happy, happy
Way up high, high
In between
Down below
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

I skipped the part about love
It seems so silly and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

I said the morning
It isn't your time
Barefoot naked
I can see your lines
It doesn't bother me
That you are right
Your grass is grassy wet
Your light white is bright
Light, white light

I skipped the part about love
It seems so shallow and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low
You and me
We know about time
We know how things go
They come and go
They live and grow
They pass and go
And glow and glow
Up and down
High and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

I skipped the part about love
It seems so silly and low
I skipped the part about love
It seems so shallow and low
Low, low, low
Low, low, low

I like your hands
All full of glory
All full of glory

Near Wild Heaven

length: 3:20
producer: R.E.M. and Scott Litt
vocal: Mike Mills, Michael Stipe and Bill Berry
engineer: Scott Litt
bass: Mike Mills
guitar: Peter Buck
percussion: Bill Berry
strings arranger: Mark Bingham
guest baritone saxophone: Kidd Jordan
piano & drums (drum set): Bill Berry
writer: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe
Whenever we hold each other
We hold each other
There's a feeling that's gone
Something has gone wrong
And I don't know how much longer I can take it
House made of heart break it
Take my head in your hands and shake it
In this near wild heaven
Not near enough.

Living inside
Living inside
Near wild heaven

Whatever it takes I'm giving
It's just a gift I'm given
Try to live inside
Trying to move inside
And I always thought that it would make me smarter
But it's only made me harder
My heart thrown open wide
In this near wild heaven
Not near enough.

Living inside
Living inside
Near wild heaven

I'm holding my hands together
I'm holding my feet together
I'm holding myself together
In this near wild heaven
Not near enough

Endgame

length: 3:51
producer: R.E.M. and Scott Litt
vocal: Michael Stipe and Mike Mills
engineer: Scott Litt
bass: Mike Mills
percussion: Bill Berry
melodica: Michael Stipe
guest flugelhorn: Cecil Welch
acoustic guitar & electric guitar: Peter Buck
strings arranger: Mark Bingham
guest bass clarinet & tenor saxophone: Kidd Jordan
horn arranger & strings arranger: Michael Stipe
writer: Mike Mills, Michael Stipe, Bill Berry, Peter Buck
(An instrumental track)

Shiny Happy People

length: 3:46
producer: R.E.M. and Scott Litt
vocal: Mike Mills and Michael Stipe
engineer: Scott Litt
electric guitar: Peter Buck
guest acoustic guitar: Peter Holsapple
guest: Kate Pierson
percussion: Bill Berry
strings arranger: Mark Bingham
drums (drum set): Bill Berry
organ & bass: Mike Mills
writer: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe
Shiny happy people laughing
Meet me in the crowd
People people
Throw your love around
Love me love me
Take it into town
Happy happy
Put it in the ground
Where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine

Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing

Everyone around love them, love them
Put it in your hands
Take it take it
There's no time to cry
Happy happy
Put it in your heart
Where tomorrow shines
Gold and silver shine

Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing

Belong

length: 4:08
producer: Scott Litt and R.E.M.
guest electric guitar: Peter Holsapple
vocal: Michael Stipe, Bill Berry and Mike Mills
engineer: Scott Litt
electric guitar: Peter Buck
percussion: Bill Berry
drums (drum set): Bill Berry
bass & piano: Mike Mills
writer: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe
Her world collapsed early Sunday morning
She got up from the kitchen table
Folded the newspaper and silenced the radio
Those creatures jumped the barricades
And have headed for the sea, sea

Those creatures jumped the barricades
And have headed for the sea
She began to breathe
To breathe at the thought of such freedom
Stood and whispered to her child: belong
She held the child and whispered
With calm, calm, belong

Stood and whispered to her child; belong
She held the child and whispered
With calm, calm, belong

These barricades can only hold for so long
Her world collapsed early Sunday morning
She took the child held tight
Opened the window
A breath, this song, how long
And knew, knew, belong

Half a World Away

length: 3:29
producer: R.E.M. and Scott Litt
vocal: Mike Mills and Michael Stipe
engineer: Scott Litt
bass: Bill Berry
percussion: Bill Berry
strings arranger: Mark Bingham
mandolin & acoustic guitar: Peter Buck
organ & harpsichord & percussion: Mike Mills
writer: Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe, Bill Berry
This could be the saddest dusk
I've ever seen
Turn to a miracle
High alive
My mind is racing
As it always will
My hand is tired, my heart aches
I'm half a world away here
My head sworn
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
And hold it
Go it alone
Hold it along and hold, hold

This lonely deep sit hollow
I'm half a world
Half the world away
My shoes are gone
My life spent
I had too much to drink
I didn't think
And I didn't think of you
I guess that's all I needed
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
And hold it
Blackbirds, backwards, forwards and fall and hold, hold

Oh, this lonely world is wasted
Pathetic eyes high alive
Blind to the tide that turns the sea
This storm it came up strong
It shook the trees
And blew away our fear
I couldn't even hear

To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
And hold it
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
To go it alone
And hold it along
Haul it along
And hold it
Blackbirds, backwards, forwards, and fall and hold hold

This could be the saddest dusk
I've ever seen
Turn to a miracle
High alive
My mind is racing
As it always will
My hands tired, my heart aches
I'm half a world away and go

Texarkana

length: 3:40
producer: R.E.M. and Scott Litt
vocal: Mike Mills and Michael Stipe
engineer: Scott Litt
electric guitar: Peter Buck
arranger: Mike Mills
guest acoustic guitar: Peter Holsapple
percussion: Bill Berry
guest steel guitar: John Keane
strings arranger: Mark Bingham
drums (drum set): Bill Berry
bass & keyboard: Mike Mills
writer: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe
Twenty thousand miles to an oasis
Twenty thousand years will I burn
Twenty thousand chances I wasted
Waiting for the moment to turn
I would give my life to find it
I would give it all
Catch me if I fall

Walking through the woods I have faced it
Looking for something to learn
Thirty thousand thoughts have replaced it,
Never in my time to return
I would give my life to find it
I would give it all
Catch me if I fall
All alone
Waiting to fall

Forty thousand stars in the evening
Look at them fall from the sky
Forty thousand reasons for living
Forty thousand tears in your eye

I would give my life to find it
I would give it all
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall
Catch me if I fall

Country Feedback

length: 4:10
producer: Scott Litt and R.E.M.
vocal: Bill Berry and Michael Stipe
engineer: Scott Litt
bass: Bill Berry
organ: Mike Mills
guest: Kate Pierson
percussion: Bill Berry
guest steel guitar: John Keane
acoustic guitar & guitar: Peter Buck
writer: Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe, Bill Berry
This flower is scorched
This film is on
On a maddening loop
These clothes
These clothes don't fit us right
I'm to blame
It's all the same
It's all the same

You come to me with a bone in your hand
You come to me with your hair curled tight
You come to me with positions
You come to me with excuses
Ducked out in a row
You wear me out
You wear me out

We've been through fake-a-breakdown
Self hurt
Plastics, collections
Self help, self pain,
EST, psychics, **** all
I was central
I had control
I lost my head
I need this
I need this
A paper weight, junk garage
Winter rain, a honey pot
Crazy, all the lovers have been tagged
A hotline, a wanted add
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need
I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need
I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need
I, I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had
I need this
I, I need this
It's crazy what you could've had
It's crazy what you could've had

Me in Honey

length: 4:07
producer: Scott Litt and R.E.M.
vocal: Michael Stipe
engineer: Scott Litt
bass: Mike Mills
guitar: Peter Buck
guest: Kate Pierson
percussion: Bill Berry
drums (drum set): Bill Berry
writer: Mike Mills, Bill Berry, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck
I sat there looking ugly
Looking ugly and mean
I knew what you were saying
You were saying to me

Baby's got some new rules
Baby, said she's had it with me
It seems a shame you waste your time on me
It seems a lot to waste your time for me

[Chorus]
Left me to love
What it's doing to me

There's a lot of honey in this world
Baby, this honey's for me
You've got to do what you do
Do it with me
It seems a shame you waste your time for me

[Chorus]

Knocked silly
Knock flat
Sideways down
These things they pick you up
And they turn you around
Say your piece
Say you're sweet for me
It's all the same to share the pain with me
It's all the same. Save the shame for me

[Chorus]

Baby's got some new rules
Baby, says she's had it with me
There's a fly in the honey
And baby's got a baby with me
That's a part
That's a part of me

[Chorus: x2]

What about me?
What about me?