E-Bow The Letter
R.E.M. & Thom Yorke Lyrics


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Look up and what do you see? All of you and all of me
Fluorescent and starry, some of them, they surprise
The bus ride, I went to write this, four AM, this letter
Fields of poppies, little pearls all the boys and all the girls
Sweet-toothed, each and every one a little scary
I said your name, I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
Dreaming of Maria Callas, whoever she is
This fame thing, I don't get it
I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
I can take you far, this star thing, I don't get it

I'll take you over there
I'll take you over there
I'll take you over there

Will you live to eighty-three? Will you ever welcome me?
Will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
Smoke it, drink, here comes the flood, anything to thin the blood
These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
Phone, eat it, drink, it's just another chink
Cuts and dents, they catch the light
Aluminum, the weakest link
I don't want to disappoint you, I'm not here to anoint you
I would lick your feet, but is that the sickest move?
I wear my own crown of sadness and sorrow
And who'd have thought tomorrow would be so strange?
My loss, and here we go again

I'll take you over there
I'll take you over there
I'll take you over there
I'll take you there

Look up and what do you see?
All of you and all of me, florescent and starry
And some of them, they surprise
Well, I can't look it in the eyes
Seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene
Cherry-flavored neck and collar
I can smell the sorrow on your breath
The sweat, the victory and sorrow, the smell of fear
I got it

I, I'll take you over there
I'll take you over there
I'll take you over there

Oh, fear
Pulls like fear
Takes us near
Over, over, over




Over, over, over
Over, over

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to R.E.M. & Thom Yorke's song "E-Bow The Letter" are both cryptic and poetic, leaving room for a wide range of interpretations. At its core, the song explores the themes of fame, mortality, and the complexity of human relationships. The opening lines of the song set the scene with a description of a starry night sky, tying the vastness of the world to the simultaneous connection between two individuals. The song then delves into the elusive nature of fame, comparing it to teenage film stars and plastic wrap that obscures reality.


As the song progresses, the lyrics become increasingly fragmented, almost stream-of-consciousness, as they touch on a variety of random images and sensations. The second verse contemplates mortality, wondering if the person addressed in the song will live to the age of 83 and questioning whether they will ever fully open up to the singer. The final verse becomes more intense, with references to drugs and eroticism mingling with the smells of sweat and fear. Overall, the lyrics seem to be an exploration of the intense emotions and experiences that make up life, even as they resist easy interpretation.


Line by Line Meaning

Look up and what do you see? All of you and all of me
As I look up, I see a reflection of myself and everyone else in the world, all interconnected.


Fluorescent and starry, some of them, they surprise
The people and experiences we encounter can be awe-inspiring and unexpected.


The bus ride, I went to write this, four AM, this letter
I wrote this letter on a bus ride at four in the morning, trying to capture my thoughts and emotions in the moment.


Fields of poppies, little pearls all the boys and all the girls
Children are like pearls in the field of life, precious and unique.


Sweet-toothed, each and every one a little scary
Everyone has their own quirks and fears, making them intriguing yet intimidating.


I said your name, I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
I pronounced your name with pride, like a celebrity or an idol.


Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
Recreational drugs and makeshift accessories can be foolish ways to cope with the pressure of fame.


Dreaming of Maria Callas, whoever she is
I aspire to be like Maria Callas, a renowned soprano singer, even though I am not sure who she is.


This fame thing, I don't get it
Despite the trappings of fame, I am still unsure of its true meaning and value.


I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
I use plastic wrap to try and see the world from a different perspective.


Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
I have feminine features and actions, but I try to mask them with masculine clothing and makeup.


I can take you far, this star thing, I don't get it
Although I can propel you towards success, I still do not understand what it truly means to be a star.


Will you live to eighty-three? Will you ever welcome me?
Do you think you will survive until eighty-three years of age and accept me as I am?


Will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
Can you reveal to me something that nobody has ever experienced or discovered before?


Smoke it, drink, here comes the flood, anything to thin the blood
I resort to unhealthy habits like smoking and drinking to try and alleviate my worries and anxieties.


These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
Although harmful, these substances seem to have a comforting effect on our minds.


Phone, eat it, drink, it's just another chink
Using technology and indulging in food and drink habits are just ways of filling the gaps in our lives.


Cuts and dents, they catch the light
Our physical and emotional scars are visible to others, reflecting the pain and suffering we have endured.


Aluminum, the weakest link
Even strong metals like aluminum can have flaws and vulnerabilities that make them weaker than they appear.


I don't want to disappoint you, I'm not here to anoint you
I do not want to let you down, but I am not the one who can grant you success or blessings.


I would lick your feet, but is that the sickest move?
I am willing to do anything for you, but sometimes my actions may come across as bizarre or insane.


I wear my own crown of sadness and sorrow
I bear my own burden of grief and despair, which weighs heavily on my soul.


And who'd have thought tomorrow would be so strange?
Nobody could have predicted the strange and unpredictable events that occur in our lives.


My loss, and here we go again
I have suffered a great loss, and now I must brace myself for another unexpected turn of events.


Oh, fear, pulls like fear, takes us near
Fear has a way of drawing us closer to it, like a magnetic force, and making us feel trapped.


Over, over, over
The cycle continues, over and over again, like an endless loop.




Lyrics Ā© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Michael Mills, Michael Stipe

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@DocFrobnitz

"When I was in college, the Pixies and R.E.M. changed my life." - Thom Yorke, at Coachella 2004

@petejones879

Rem changed everyone's lives... And for the better

@juderichards6588

@Pete Jones after ten years me and you are the first to reply to this comment

@simonandme9397

Pixies rule, I love Thom Yorke

@MakeupNeverSleeps

This is one of the most underrated songs of life.Ā 

@chaplinfan4538

I agree 150%!

@transp0rter1

Rachel Haytsidt Seriously. I just saw it today and thought: Why the EFF did I not see this BEFORE??? Thom was amazing!

@TheDerekclarkmep

Amazing - my funeral song

@soundstation8343

XD

@djanallightbulb

Itā€™s my favorite song that has ever been written

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