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The first time I heard this song (it was like two in the morning in Chicago--when the album was suddenly online and everyone was goin' crazy), I openly WEPT. Just cried and cried and cried.

One of the things about many of my favorite U2 songs is their ambiguity, so to speak. I mean, "Until The End Of The World" is supposed to be about Jesus/Judas...but it doesn't have to be, you know? Just like "One" can be about a million different things to a million different people. It's one of the reasons I don't like the last verse for "Crumbs..."--because it makes everything too obvious, too in-your-face. The song could've been many things before that verse...still a good song, but it's a complaint of mine.

That's why "Sometimes..." hit me SOOOOOOO hard. I already knew EXACTLY what the song was about--I knew why, how, for whom, and everything else about its writing. Even so, I was able to apply it to a COMPLETELY different and just as painful situation in my own life. I didn't see my father (I've never even MET my father...further testament to the song's power, I guess) in the song, but I saw someone else. And I cried....and cried....and cried some more.

I'm still crying.
 
U2 are the only band that have come even close to making me cry...havent ever cried for a song before but U2 has made me come the closest.
 
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