Bullet the Blue Sky:
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails into the souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
See the face of fear running scared in the valley below
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome
You plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses
See the flames higher and higher
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue
Bullet the blue
This guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
Slapping them down
One hundred, two hundred
And I can see those fighter planes
And I can see those fighter planes
Across the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
You take the staircase to the first floor
Turn the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes into a saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city groan
Outside is America
Outside is America
Across the field you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through a gaping wound
Pelting the women and children
Who run into the arms of America
Please:
so you never knew love until you crossed the line of grace
and you never felt wanted till you had someone slap your face
so you never felt alive until you almost wasted away
you had to win
you couldn't just pass
the smartest ass
at the top of the class
your flying colours
your family tree
and all your lessons in history
please... please... please get up off your knees...
please... please... leave me out of this
please
so you never knew how long you'd stoop to make that call
and you never knew what was on the ground till they made you crawl
so you never knew that the heaven you keep you stole
your catholic blues
your convent shoes
your stick on tattoos
now they're making the news
your holy war
your northern star
your sermon on the mount
from the boot of your car
please...please... please get up off your knees
please...please... leave me out of this please
so love is hard and love is tough
but love is not what you're thinking of
september... streets capsizing... spilling over down the drain
...shards of glass splinters like rain but you could only feel your own pain...
october... talking getting nowhere... November... December...
remember...
are we just starting again...?
so love is big bigger than us
but love is not what you're thinking of
IT'S what lovers deal it's what lovers steal
you know i've found it hard to recieve
'cause you my love I could never believe
Bad:
If you twist and turn away.
If you tear yourself in two again.
If I could, yes I would
If I could, I would let it go.
Surrender, dislocate.
If I could throw this lifeless
Lifeline to the wind.
Leave this heart of clay,
See you walk, walk away,
Into the night.
And through the rain.
Into the half-light,
And through the flame.
If I could through myself,
set your spirit free.
I'd lead your heart away,
See you break, break away
Into the light.
And to the day.
To let it go,
And so to fade away.
To let it go,
And so fade away.
I'm wide awake.
I'm wide awake.
I'm not sleeping.
Oh, no, no.
If you should ask then maybe
They'd tell you what I would say.
True colors fly in blue and black,
Bruised silken skies and burning flak
Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes.
If I could, you know I would.
If I could, I would let it go.
This desparation.
Dislocation.
Separation.
Condemnation.
Revelation.
In temptation.
Isolation.
Desolation.
Let it go,
And so to fade away.
To let it go,
And so fade away.
Oh, no
I'm wide awake.
I'm wide awake.
I'm not sleeping.
Oh, no no
Stay (Faraway, So Close)
Green light, Seven Eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don't smoke, don't even want to
Hey now, check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
Your wheels are turning but you're upside down
You say when he hits you, you don't mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive
Hey babe, is that what it is
Red lights, gray morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground
A vampire or a victim
It depends on who's around
You used to stay in to watch the adverts
You could lip synch to the talk shows
And if you look, you look through me
And when you talk, you talk at me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing
If I could stay
Then the night would give you up
Stay and the day would keep its trust
Stay and the night would be enough
Faraway, so close
Up with the static and the radio
With satelite television
You can go anywhere
Miami, New Orleans
London, Belfast and Berlin
And if you listen I can't call
And if you jump, you just might fall
And if you shout, I'll only hear you
If I could stay
Then the night would give you up
Stay then the day would keep its trust
Stay with the demons you drowned
Stay with the spirit I found
Stay and the night would be enough
Three o'clock in the morning
It's quiet and there's no one around
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel runs to ground
Just the bang
And the clatter
As an angel
Hits the ground
Sunday Bloody Sunday
I can't believe the news today
I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long?
Tonight we can be as one, tonight
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across a dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
And the battle's just begun,
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
Trenches dug within our hearts,
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long?
Tonight we can be as one
Tonight, tonight
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your blood shot eyes
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and T.V. reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
The real battle just begun
To claim the victory Jesus won
On a Sunday bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Exit
You know he got the cure
You know he went astray
He used to stay awake
To drive the dreams he had away
He wanted to believe
In the hands of love
His head it felt heavy
As he cut across the land
A dog started crying
Like a broken hearted man
At the howling wind
At the howling wind
He went deeper into black
Deeper into white
He could see the stars shining
Like nails in the night
He felt the healing
Healing, healing
Healing hands of love
Like the stars shining from above
His hand in his pocket
His finger on the steel
The pistol weighed heavy
In his heart he could feel
It was beating, beating
Beating, beating oh my love
Oh my love, oh my love
Oh my love
My love
See the hands that build
Can also pull down
The hands of love
A Sort of Homecoming
And you know it's time to go
through the sleet and driving snow
across the fields of mourning to a
light that's in the distance
And you hunger for the time
time to heal, 'Desire', time
and you earth moves beneath
your own dream landscape
Oh, oh, on borderland we run
I'll be there, I'll be there
tonight, a highroad, a highroad out from here
The city walls are all come down
The dust a smoke screen all around
See faces ploughed like fields that once
Gave no resistance
And we live by the side of the road
on the side of a hill as the valleys explode
Dislocated, suffocated
The land grows weary of its own
Oh, oh, on borderland we run
And still we run, we run and don't look back
I'll be there, I'll be there
Tonight, tonight
The wind will crack in wintertime
This bomb-blast lightning waltz
No spoken words, just a scream . . .
Tonight we'll a bridge across the sea and land
See the sky, the burning rain
She will die and live again
Tonight
And your heart beats so slow
Through the rain and fallen snow
Across the fields of mourning
To a light that's in the distance
Oh don't sorrow, no don't weep
For tonight, at last
I am coming home
I am coming home
In A Little While
In a little while
Surely you'll be mine
In a little while I'll be there
In a little while this hurt will hurt no more
I'll be home love
When the night takes a deep breath
And the daylight has no end
If I crawl, if I come crawling home
Will you be there?
In a little while I won't be blown by every breeze
Friday night running to Sunday on my knees
That girl, that girl, she's mine
Well I've known her since, since she was
A little a girl with Spanish eyes
When I saw her first in a pram they pushed her by
Oh my, my how you've grown
Well it's been, it's been a little while
Slow down my beating heart
A man dreams one day to fly
A man takes a rocket ship into the skies
He lives on a star that's dying in the night
And follows in the trail the scatter of light
Turn it on, turn it on, you turn me on
Slow down my beating heart
Slowly, slowly love
Wake Up Dead Man
Jesus, Jesus help me
I'm alone in this world
and a fucked up world it is too
tell me, tell me the story
the one about eternity
and the way it's all gonna be
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
Jesus, I'm waiting here boss
I know you're looking out for us
but maybe your hands aren't free
Your Father, He made the world in seven
He's in charge of Heaven
will you put in a word for me
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
listen to your words they'll tell you what to do
listen over the rhythm that's confusing you
listen to the reed in the saxophone
listen over the hum in the radio
listen over sounds of blades in rotation
listen through the traffic and circulation
listen as hope and peace try to rhyme
listen over marching bands playing out their time
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
Jesus, were you just around the corner?
did you think to try and warn her?
or are you working on something new?
if there's an order in all of this disorder
is it like a tape recorder?
can we rewind it just once more?
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
[This message has been edited by SkeeK (edited 10-26-2001).]