Time for another happy soapbox post. For the past two weeks I've been listening to U2 pretty much non-stop. I've been making note of my favorite lines, because that's just what I do. Thus I present a non-exhaustive selection of some of my favorites. No promises that all the lyrics are correct as it's practically a guarantee with me that there will be a misheard lyric or two. Or ten.
After the flood all the colors came out
Beautiful Day
Love left a window in the skies, and to love I rhapsodize
Window in the Skies
If your way should falter, along this stormy pass
It's just a moment, this time will pass
Stuck in a Moment You Can't Get Out Of
I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at all
Stuck in a Moment You Can't Get Out Of
Lift my days, light up my nights
Mysterious Ways
If you want to kiss the sky better learn how to kneel
Mysterious Ways
I found grace inside a sound, I found grace it's all I found
Breathe
Free at last
They took your life
They could not take your pride
Pride (In the Name of Love)
Where you live should not decide, whether you live, or whether you die
Crumbs from Your Table
Can you see the beauty I had inside of me?
What happened to the beauty I had inside of me?
City of Blinding Lights
Baby slow down, the end is not as far as the start
Please stay a child somewhere in your heart
Original of the Species
I believe in the kingdom come, when all the colors will bleed into one
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
You've got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice
Running to Stand Still
I was speeding on the subway, through the stations of the cross
Moment of Surrender
I know it aches and your heart it breaks and you can only take so much
Walk On
And if your glass heart should crack and for a second you turn back
Oh no, be strong
Walk On
How long must we sing this song?
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Every generation gets a chance to change the world
I Know I'll Go Crazy if I Don't Go Crazy Tonight
Can you hear me when I sing
You're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the opera is in me
Sometimes You Can't Make it On Your Own
The worst of us are a long drawn-out confession
The best of us are geniuses of compression
Cedars of Lebanon
And many, many more...
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