I wish I had the words to describe what they are musically, but they won't come. I can only describe, then, what they are to me.
Back when I was in 7th grade, the local pop station, Power 108, started playing the same song over, and over, and over. For twenty four straight hours.
For what it's worth, I know every word of this song. Which is more than Michael Stipe can say... note the cheat sheet in this clip and the fact that he still gets some lyrics reversed.
And crap. I just wrote a really beautiful thing about Everybody Hurts and Blogspot ate it. Bad Blogspot. Bad.