I want to run, I want to hide, I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside.
I want to run, I want to hide, I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside.
Don’t believe them when they tell me there ain’t no cure – the rich stay healthy, the sick stay poor. I believe in love.
One love, one blood, one life, you got to do what you should.
In a little while, I will blow by every breeze. Friday night running, to Sunday on my knees.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
Nothing to stop this being the best day ever, nothing to keep us from where we should be. I wanted the world but you knew better, and that all we have is immortality.
I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurred, heard a song that made some sense out of the world.
Some albums are better than others.
The first U2 album sounds as fresh and energetic and urgent as ever.