Music Video

These Days (2011 Remaster)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bill Berry
Bill Berry
Drums
Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
Lead Vocals
Mike Mills
Mike Mills
Bass
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Berry
Bill Berry
Songwriter
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
Songwriter
Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
Songwriter
Mike Mills
Mike Mills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Gehman
Don Gehman
Producer
Greg Edward
Greg Edward
Mixing Engineer
Ross Hogarth
Ross Hogarth
Engineer
Rick Fetig
Rick Fetig
Assistant Engineer
Jim Dineen
Jim Dineen
Assistant Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Stan Katayama
Stan Katayama
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Now I'm not feeding off you I will rearrange your scales if I can, and I can Marching to the ocean, marching to the sea, I had a hat I dropped it down and it sunk, reached down Picked it up, slapped it on my head All the people gather, fly to carry each his burden We are young despite the years We are concern, we are hope despite the times All of a sudden, these days Happy throngs, take this joy wherever, wherever I wish to meet each one of you And you meet you, if I can, and I can We have many things in common, name three (three, three, three) I had a hat and it sunk, reached down Picked it up, slapped it on my head All the people gather, fly to carry each his burden We are young despite the years We are concern, we are hope despite the times All of a sudden, these days Happy throngs, take this joy wherever, wherever you go Now I'm not feeding off you I will rearrange your scales if I can, and I can I wish to meet each one of you, and you meet you I had a hat and it sunk, reached down Picked it up, slapped it on my head All the people gather, fly to carry each his burden We are young despite the years We are concern, we are hope despite the times All of the sudden, these days Happy throngs, take this joy wherever, wherever you Carry each his burden, we are young despite the years We are concern, we are hope despite the times All of the sudden, these days Happy throngs, take this joy (Take away the scattered bones of my meal) Wherever, wherever you go
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael E. Mills, John Michael Stipe, William Thomas Berry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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