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