One of many tracks in R.E.M.'s catalogue that taps into something ineffable and desperately sad, while also remaining vague and distant. That main piano figure feels like Nightswimming's twin and carries much of the same beauty to me, combined with the steady drums, fiddle solo, and distant buzzing gutars from Buck. And of course, Stipe is at the centre giving his performance exactly what it needs.

Just a wonderful, wonderful song. It's also a great call to put this last on its ... read more

9mo

Isaacangel04

This is a good one

houndsofhate

100

One of the most beautiful songs of all time- exists on the edge of pure bliss and indescribable sadness. Perhaps a little cliche, but it makes me nostalgic for a time and place that I have never been to and can't really place.

6mo

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