Staring Down The Barrel Of The Middle Distance - R.E.M.

Now the hope for the future took a pounding in the parking lot

And the answer for today is all I got

When your name is called the lights went down

The time is the essence excuse me

And I’m blinking at the vanishing point of what I thought

Staring down the barrel of the middle distance

God knows I’ve tried

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

I greet despair to a standard prayer

If you call for the future I don’t care

And I turn you round to face me here

There’s a compass raised with a familiar tone

With a voice that needles me to the bone

Staring down the barrel of the middle distance

God knows I’ve tried

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

Whose position shifts cause its been effect

If you can’t hit play cause the button sticks

Ignorance is bliss, I can’t say

There’s a compass raised with familiar tone

With a voice that needles you to the bone

You’re left with chaos, static and delay

Staring down the barrel of the middle distance

Staring down the barrel of the middle distance

God knows I’ve tried

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

Staring down the barrel of the middle distance

God knows I’ve tried

I close my eyes

I close my eyes