(Buck/Mills/Stipe)



Grounded, 5 a.m.
The nightlite is comforting,
But gravity is holding you

Once settled into sleep
You have watched, on repeat,
The story of your life
Across the ceiling;
And in review,

(chorus)
You've said the air was singing
It's calling you, you don't believe
These things you've never seen

"Good morning, and how are you?
The weather's fine, the sky is blue-
It's perfect for our seminar..."

"Now close your eyes,
And start to breathe
Allow the noise to recede...
...Allow yourself to drift and fly away"
But you just stay

You've said the air was singing,
It's calling you, you don't believe
These things you've never seen, never dreamed

Did you hear these voices?
Did you hear these voices calling?
Did you hear these voices calling you?

Locked into a conference room,
"We're only what our minds assume..."
And rationale is leaving you

This conceit, these systems of belief,
Your counselor agrees,
"You've always marked these boundaries, now you're free..."
And with relief

You've said the air was singing,
It's calling you, you don't believe
These things you've never seen, never heard,
Never dreamed

You've said the air was singing,
It's calling you, you don't believe
These things you've never seen, never heard, never dreamed

(repeat chorus)

Never, never, never
Never, never, never
Never, never, never
Never, never, never
Never, never, never
Never, never, never
Never

Once you had a dream
Of oceans, and sunken cities;
Memories of things you've never known
And you have never known