iâm on an island at a busy intersection
i canât go forward, i canât turn back
canât see the future
itâs getting away from me
i just watch the tail lights glowing
one step closer to knowing...
u2
i canât go forward, i canât turn back
canât see the future
itâs getting away from me
i just watch the tail lights glowing
one step closer to knowing...
u2
the day matches the times. gray, foggy, dreary. if sadness had a color, this would be it. no solidness, just vapors. it's tough to get a hold of and, sometimes, what is the use. if the lesson is to teach, we're at your mercy. we're on our knees...
and it's difficult to concentrate on dosage and calculations when the real numbers are flesh and blood. and it's too hard to follow directions, when the test has already been failed.
and the elephants and cows, the birds and monkeys...they know what arrogant man doesn't. and sister tragedy drags along compassion, teaches how to quietly smother hatred, for at least a little while, until it's time to change the channel and pop the microwave dinner to start.
here and now
and that is all.