U2Soar
War Child
Its Christmas Time (A U2 Mix) 8:04
A 18.4 MB mp3 of 320 mp3 snippets
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Heaven on Earth, we need it now
I'm sick of all of this hanging around
Sick of sorrow, sick of the pain
I'm sick of hearing again and again
That there's gonna be peace on Earth
Jesus and the song you wrote
The words are sticking in my throat
Peace on Earth
Hear it every Christmas time
But hope and history won't rhyme
So what's it worth
This peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
God’s got his phone off the hook
Would he even pick up if he could
It’s been a while since we saw that child
Hanging ‘round this neighborhood
See his mother dealing in a doorway
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl
Jesus’ sister’s eyes are a blister
The high street never looked so low
It’s the blind leading the blond
It’s the cops collecting for the cons
So where is the hope and where is the faith?
And the love… what’s that you say to me?
Does love light up your Christmas tree?
The next minute you’re blowing a fuse
And the Cartoon Network turns into the news
If God will send his angels
And if God will send a sign
Well, If God will send his angels
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Is there a time for keeping your distance
A time to turn your eyes away
Is there a time for keeping your head down
For getting on with your day
Is there a time for high street shopping
To find the right dress to wear
Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees
Is there a time for laying tables
And the night is set to freeze
Ave Maria
Where is the justice in this world?
The wicked make so much noise, mother
The righteous stay oddly still
With no wisdom, all of the riches in the world leave us poor tonight
And strength is not without humility
Its weakness, an untreatable disease
And war is always the choice
Of the chosen who will not have to fight
Ave Maria
A 18.4 MB mp3 of 320 mp3 snippets
http://s52.ysi.com/d.aspx?id=3GB5933NRY4P23DF147EA2X15G
Heaven on Earth, we need it now
I'm sick of all of this hanging around
Sick of sorrow, sick of the pain
I'm sick of hearing again and again
That there's gonna be peace on Earth
Jesus and the song you wrote
The words are sticking in my throat
Peace on Earth
Hear it every Christmas time
But hope and history won't rhyme
So what's it worth
This peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
Peace on Earth
God’s got his phone off the hook
Would he even pick up if he could
It’s been a while since we saw that child
Hanging ‘round this neighborhood
See his mother dealing in a doorway
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl
Jesus’ sister’s eyes are a blister
The high street never looked so low
It’s the blind leading the blond
It’s the cops collecting for the cons
So where is the hope and where is the faith?
And the love… what’s that you say to me?
Does love light up your Christmas tree?
The next minute you’re blowing a fuse
And the Cartoon Network turns into the news
If God will send his angels
And if God will send a sign
Well, If God will send his angels
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Is there a time for keeping your distance
A time to turn your eyes away
Is there a time for keeping your head down
For getting on with your day
Is there a time for high street shopping
To find the right dress to wear
Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees
Is there a time for laying tables
And the night is set to freeze
Ave Maria
Where is the justice in this world?
The wicked make so much noise, mother
The righteous stay oddly still
With no wisdom, all of the riches in the world leave us poor tonight
And strength is not without humility
Its weakness, an untreatable disease
And war is always the choice
Of the chosen who will not have to fight
Ave Maria