BabyGrace
Refugee
racing along
the road to your future
the crash is imminent
I wish I could hold you like this
just for a moment
screaming around the curve
you weren't there
tires trust nothing
to let go of what you can't hold
watch the flame flicker out
shards of glass, slow-motion
gouge the truth from the smashed
ripped hearts leave nothing
but flowers
and pools of blood
spreading out over your road
to the future
light shines at the end of your path
the beginning of tomorrow
and your mother's tears
lie still, little boy
amid the remnants, the wreckage
twisted metal is your cradle now
the night is quiet
as alcohol hangs heavy over death
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I think Edge is the head of the band, I'm the heart, and Adam and Larry are the feet.
-Bono
the road to your future
the crash is imminent
I wish I could hold you like this
just for a moment
screaming around the curve
you weren't there
tires trust nothing
to let go of what you can't hold
watch the flame flicker out
shards of glass, slow-motion
gouge the truth from the smashed
ripped hearts leave nothing
but flowers
and pools of blood
spreading out over your road
to the future
light shines at the end of your path
the beginning of tomorrow
and your mother's tears
lie still, little boy
amid the remnants, the wreckage
twisted metal is your cradle now
the night is quiet
as alcohol hangs heavy over death
------------------
I think Edge is the head of the band, I'm the heart, and Adam and Larry are the feet.
-Bono