Michael Stipe Everything's Coming Undone
Museum pieces
In bits and pieces
If I can
Write my name in
In the dust on
On my dresser drawer
Tells you something's wrong
And how everything's coming undone
Archaeology
Did you want to study me?
You know that I'll never be
The way that I used to be
Walking lonely
And leaving early
If I could I'd run
But now everything's coming undone
Everything's coming undone
The chronology
When you ran back to the back
I think that I'm beginning to know
This version of you you're beginning to show
That I made up
So I could stay around
And it's the web I spun
But now everything's coming undone
Everything's coming undone
Everything's coming undone
Everything's coming undone
Everything's coming undone
Everything...everything
Everything's coming undone
