There's a time
Musik: U2: The Joshua Tree
For a very special one, the veriest specialest one ever (and next time I'm writing my own, promise!):
And so she woke up
woke up from where she was
lying still
Said
I gotta do something
about where we going.
Step on a steam train,
step out of the driving rain,
maybe
run from the darkness in the night
singing
halalalala-day...
Sweet the sin
but bitter the taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
but only one way out.
You got to cry without weeping,
talk without speaking,
scream
without raising your voice.
You know
I took the poison
from the poison stream
then I floated out of here
singing...halalalala-day...
She runs through the streets
with her eyes painted red
under black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway
she brings me
with gold
and pearls
stolen from the sea
she is raging,
she is raging,
and a storm blows up
in her mind,
she is
suffer the needle chill
she's running to stand still.
(U2, Running to stand still, The Joshua Tree, 1987)
cuZooN.
