I'll Give You My Skin (featuring Michael Stipe)

Well, you, you can sit in your highchairs Highchairs are for children You can sit in your highchairs and laugh I'll give you my best face I'll give you my freedom I'll give you my feet and my hands I'm keeping my eyes Open, open, open to the field Hold your dances there Take the crop, share the yield You can join us together, break us apart A wound in the skin is a break in the heart You can coast on your laughter, high shelf your heart But laughter's for healing, not tearing apart I'm keeping my eyes Open to the fields You can hold your dances there Take the crop, share the yield Not a soul is lost But collapse in the walls You can dance in the dust You can walk it off, walk, walk it off If you're falling, you're falling Come calling to me Falling, falling I'll give you my skin I will give you my skin I'm keeping my eyes Open to the field (If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me) You can hold your dances here (If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me) Take the crop, share the yield (If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me) I'm keeping my eyes (If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me) Open to the field (If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me) Hold your dances there (If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me) Take the crop share the yield If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me If you're falling, you're falling, come calling to me I will give you my skin