Paroles: REM. Murmur. Shaking Through.

Could it be that one small voice, doesn't count in the world?
Yellow like a Geisha doll, denial all the way

Could this by three be turned? Honor marches on
Yellow like a Geisha doll, denial all the way

Shaking through, opportune
Shaking through, opportune

Are we grown way too far? Taking after rain
Yellow like a Geisha doll, denial all the way

Shaking through, opportune
Shaking through, opportune

In my life, is that a steal? Children of today on parade
Yellow like a Geisha doll, denial all the way

Shaking through, opportune
Shaking through, opportune

Shaking through, opportune
Shaking through, opportune