Lyrics of Shaking through

(berry/buck/mills/stipe)

Could it be that one small voice doesn't count in the room?
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way
Could this by three be ten? honor marches on
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way
Shaking through, opportune, shaking through, opportune

Are we grown way too far?
Taking after
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way

Shaking through, opportune, shaking through, opportune

In my life

Ears that are still,
Children of today on parade,
Yellow like a geisha gown, denial all the way
Shaking through, opportune, shaking through, opportune

Shaking through, opportune, shaking through, opportune