Driver 8 (Athens demo) Songtext
von R.E.M.
Driver 8 (Athens demo) Songtext
The walls are built up stone by stone
The fields divided one by one
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We′ve been on this shift too long
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We can reach our destination
We're still a ways away
I saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm
Power lines have floaters so the airplanes won′t get snagged
Bells are ringing through the town again
The children look up all they hear is sky blue bells ring
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We can reach our destination
We're still a ways away
But we're still a ways away
A ways you hate and heat
A way to put myself to sleep
A ways you hate and heat
A way to put myself, my children to sleep
The pilot did this song in a plane like that one
She is sailing faith on the Go Tell Crusade
Locomotive eight, Southern Crescent
Hear the bells ring again
The fields are wheat as looking pen
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We′ve been on this shift too long
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We can reach our destination
We′re still a ways away
But we're still a ways away
The fields divided one by one
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We′ve been on this shift too long
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We can reach our destination
We're still a ways away
I saw a treehouse on the outskirts of the farm
Power lines have floaters so the airplanes won′t get snagged
Bells are ringing through the town again
The children look up all they hear is sky blue bells ring
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We can reach our destination
We're still a ways away
But we're still a ways away
A ways you hate and heat
A way to put myself to sleep
A ways you hate and heat
A way to put myself, my children to sleep
The pilot did this song in a plane like that one
She is sailing faith on the Go Tell Crusade
Locomotive eight, Southern Crescent
Hear the bells ring again
The fields are wheat as looking pen
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We′ve been on this shift too long
And the train conductor says
Take a break, driver eight
Driver eight, take a break
We can reach our destination
We′re still a ways away
But we're still a ways away
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael E. Mills, John Michael Stipe, William Thomas Berry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
