Oct. 26, 19981 viewer
Parakeet Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You wake up in the morning
And fall out of your bed
Mean cats eat parakeets
And this one's nearly dead
You dearly wish the wind would shift
And greasy window slide
Open for the parakeet
Who's colored bitter lime
[Chorus]
Open the window
To lift into your dreams
Baby, baby
You can barely breathe
[Verse 2]
A broken wrist
An accident
You know that something's wrong
You fold the leavings of your past
No one knows you've gone
The sunspot flares of the early nineties
Light up your wings
And scan the shortwave radio
It's tracking outer rings
You wake up in the morning
And fall out of your bed
Mean cats eat parakeets
And this one's nearly dead
You dearly wish the wind would shift
And greasy window slide
Open for the parakeet
Who's colored bitter lime
[Chorus]
Open the window
To lift into your dreams
Baby, baby
You can barely breathe
[Verse 2]
A broken wrist
An accident
You know that something's wrong
You fold the leavings of your past
No one knows you've gone
The sunspot flares of the early nineties
Light up your wings
And scan the shortwave radio
It's tracking outer rings
[Chorus]
Open the window
To lift into a dream
Baby, baby
You can start to breathe
[Verse 3]
The tectonic dispatcher shifts
To smooth the ocean floor
And flattens out to warmer winds
Of Brisbane's sunny shore
Where Buddhas tend to mending wrists
A tea made from the leaves
Of eucalyptus fragrances
And coriander seeds
[Chorus]
Open the window
To lift into a dream
Baby, baby
You can start to breathe
Open the window
To lift into a dream
Baby, baby
You can start to breathe
Open the window
To lift into a dream
Baby, baby
You can start to breathe
[Verse 3]
The tectonic dispatcher shifts
To smooth the ocean floor
And flattens out to warmer winds
Of Brisbane's sunny shore
Where Buddhas tend to mending wrists
A tea made from the leaves
Of eucalyptus fragrances
And coriander seeds
[Chorus]
Open the window
To lift into a dream
Baby, baby
You can start to breathe
Open the window
To lift into a dream
Baby, baby
You can start to breathe
[Outro]
You wake up in the morning
To warm Pacific breeze
Where mean cats chew on licorice
And cannot climb the trees
You wake up in the morning
To warm Pacific breeze
Where mean cats chew on licorice
And cannot climb the trees
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Inspired by ‘The Street of Crocodiles’, a collection of short stories by Polish Author Bruno Schulz. In an interview with Charlie Rose for PBS and Bloomberg LP, Michael Stipe claimed to have been drawn to the writer’s ability at crafting whimsical & playful themes combined with darker, more sinister undertones.
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Mastering Engineer
Bass
Guitar
Vocals
Mixing Engineer
Recorded At
La Casa del Elefante, Seattle, Washington, United States; Toast Studios, San Francisco, California, United States; John Keane Studios, Athens, Georgia, United States
Released on
October 26, 1998
Parakeet Live Performances
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