Just arrived Singapore, San Sebastian, Spain, 26-hour trip
Salt Lake City, come in spring
Over the salt flats a hailstorm brought you back to me
Salt Lake City, come in spring
Over the salt flats a hailstorm brought you back to me

Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes

Departure, godspeed, bless his heart, good lord
What a fuck-up, what a fighter
A free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider
Hung on the line like a poison spider
Win a eulogy from William Greider
Car crash, ptomaine, disposable lighter
A bus plunge, avalanche, a vinegar cider
Free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider

Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, back, back

Go, go, go, go, yeah
Go, go, go, go, yeah
Go, go, go, yeah

Well, everybody is young forever
There's so much to tell you, so little time
I've come a long way since the whatever
Shit, I still see a word, think of you
There is so much that I can't do, yeah
You will be young forever
There's so much that I can't do
There is so much that I can't do

Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, back, back

Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes (I'm carried away)
Here it comes, back, back

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Writer(s): Bill Berry, Michael Mills, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck