Wednesday, May 26, 2004
I'm Like A Song Called Like A Song
Hey everyone. As I was preparing to make a second round of mix-CD's for a couple of friends of mine, I came across a wealth of music I had ignored for a long time. Lately I have been focusing on a handful of CD's, forgetting entirely of the music that had got me through many tough times in the past. I found old copies of King's X, Galactic Cowboys, Trip Shakespeare, and a lot of other bands I had either purposely buried or had forgotten existed.
One of the greatest finds was my copy of U2's "War." What a great album that was! I remember staying up late on a Friday night to watch them play "live" at Red Rocks, during the early days of MTV. I thought Bono was some sort of warrior-priest back then. But my infactuation with Bono soon faded in favor of 80's punk rock and new wave.
It wasn't until college when I met my friend Nate that I was reintroduced to U2. It was hard for me to believe that "Achtung Baby" was the same band from "War." It was still interesting and original music with soul, but it was no longer as spiritually and politically charged.
One of my favorite songs from the "War" era U2 is one called "Like A Song." It has very powerful, convicting lyrics and I want to share those with you here. I am not sure if the song will make the mix CD's or not... Bono's voice on the track is a little gruff for a friendly CD. But the words say a lot about my personal thoughts, even yet today. Enjoy!
Like A Song by U2
Like a song I have to sing,
I sing it for you.
Like the words I have to bring,
I bring them for you.
And in leather, lace and chains,
We stake our claim,
Revolution once again.
But I won't,
I won't wear it on my sleeve.
I can see through this expression
And you know I don't believe.
I'm too old to be told...
Exactly who are you?
Tonight; tomorrow's too late.
And we love to wear a badge, a uniform,
And we love to fly a flag.
But I won't
let others live in hell,
As we divide against each other,
And we fight amongst ourselves.
Too set in out ways to try to rearrange.
Too right to be wrong, in this rebel song.
Let the bells ring out, is there nothing left?
Is honesty what you want?
A generation without name, ripped and torn,
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain,
Nothing at all.
And if you can't help yourself,
Well take a look around you
When others need your time.
You say it's time to go
it's your time.
Angry words won't stop the fight.
Two wrongs won't make it right.
A new heart is what I need,
Oh God, make it bleed,
Is there nothing left?
See ya!
One of the greatest finds was my copy of U2's "War." What a great album that was! I remember staying up late on a Friday night to watch them play "live" at Red Rocks, during the early days of MTV. I thought Bono was some sort of warrior-priest back then. But my infactuation with Bono soon faded in favor of 80's punk rock and new wave.
It wasn't until college when I met my friend Nate that I was reintroduced to U2. It was hard for me to believe that "Achtung Baby" was the same band from "War." It was still interesting and original music with soul, but it was no longer as spiritually and politically charged.
One of my favorite songs from the "War" era U2 is one called "Like A Song." It has very powerful, convicting lyrics and I want to share those with you here. I am not sure if the song will make the mix CD's or not... Bono's voice on the track is a little gruff for a friendly CD. But the words say a lot about my personal thoughts, even yet today. Enjoy!
Like A Song by U2
Like a song I have to sing,
I sing it for you.
Like the words I have to bring,
I bring them for you.
And in leather, lace and chains,
We stake our claim,
Revolution once again.
But I won't,
I won't wear it on my sleeve.
I can see through this expression
And you know I don't believe.
I'm too old to be told...
Exactly who are you?
Tonight; tomorrow's too late.
And we love to wear a badge, a uniform,
And we love to fly a flag.
But I won't
let others live in hell,
As we divide against each other,
And we fight amongst ourselves.
Too set in out ways to try to rearrange.
Too right to be wrong, in this rebel song.
Let the bells ring out, is there nothing left?
Is honesty what you want?
A generation without name, ripped and torn,
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain,
Nothing at all.
And if you can't help yourself,
Well take a look around you
When others need your time.
You say it's time to go
it's your time.
Angry words won't stop the fight.
Two wrongs won't make it right.
A new heart is what I need,
Oh God, make it bleed,
Is there nothing left?
See ya!
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