Perfect circle - R.E.M.

Es una cuestión de pérdida o de soledad... o de las dos cosas por separado, o de la angustia nada más, o de estar sobrecargado y sin pilas...
Es así como uno de esos días en que uno ve más oscuro que claro. Y que el cielo le acompaña.
Y que se siente como que se le ha ido la mano. Y los hechos le dan la razón.
Y como que es tiempo de volver a poner segunda. O terminamos que quemar el motor.

Put your hair back, we get to leave
Eleven gallows on your sleeve
Shallow figure, winners paid
Eleven shadows way out of place
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room

Pull your dress on and stay real close
Who might leave you where I left off?
A perfect circle of acquaintances and friends
Drink another, coin a phrase
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room

Try to win and suit your needs
Speak out sometimes but try to win
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room