14.3.10

i was born a son

'Explosivez'
February, 2010

Looking at the bruised,
The young and the used,
The sure and confused all here

Words will land on me,
Then abandon me,
Mangle, untangle me,
Leave me on the floor

Rhymes they sprang in me,
Summer sang in me,
But summer sings in me no more.


a huge part of the beauty of the U2's songs lyrics are the mysteries behind of it.



U2 -Winter

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