Wednesday, June 29, 2005

U2

Fast Cars

all i want is a picture of you
all i want is to get right next to you
all i want is your face in a locket
picture in my pocket
i take a pill to stop it

i know these fast cars
will do me no good

i'm going no where
where am i,it is alot of fun
they're in the desert to dismantle an atomic bomb

i watch them channel hop
check the stocks
i'm in detox
i want the lot of what you've got
if what you've got can make this stop


all i want is a picture of you
all i want is to get right next to you
all i want is your face in a locket
picture in my pocket
i take a pill to stop it

i know these fast cars
will do me no good

Dont you worry about your mind
Dont you worry about your mind
Dont you worry about your mind
Dont you worry about your mind

You should worry about the day
that the pain it goes away
you know i miss mine sometimes


There is fiction
that will truly fit the situation
i'm documenting every detail
every conversation


Crumbs from Your Table

From the brightest star
Comes the blackest hole
You had so much to offer
Why did you offer your soul?
I was there for you baby
When you needed my help
Would you deny for others
What you demand for yourself?

Cool down mama, cool off
Cool down mama, cool off

You speak of signs and wonders
I need something other
I would believe if I was able
But I'm waiting on the crumbs from your table

You were pretty as a picture
It was all there to see
Then your face caught up with your psychology
With a mouth full of teeth
You ate all your friends
And you broke every heart thinking every heart mends


You speak of signs and wonders
But I need something other
I would believe if I was able
But I'm waiting on the crumbs from your table

Where you live should not decide
Whether you live or whether you die
Three to a bed
Sister Ann, she said
Dignity passes by (All our hearts)