Song Lyrics:
The heart is a bloom
It shoots up through the stony ground
There’s no room
No space to rent in this town
You’re out of luck
And the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck
You’re not moving anywhere
You thought you’d found three friends
To take you out of this place / Always
Some folks you could lend a hand
In return for grace / Always
It’s a beautiful day
The sky falls you feel like
It’s a beautiful day, oh
You’re on the road
But you got no destination
You’re in the mud
In the maze of her imagination
You love this town
Even if that doesn’t ring true
You’ve been all over
And it’s been all over you / Always
It’s a beautiful day
Don’t let it get away
Beautiful day
You can touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me, love
I know I’m not a hopeless case, yeah
See the world in green and blue
Larry Mullen Jr. right behind ya
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleet clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oilfields at first light and
See the bird with the leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out
It was a beautiful day
Don’t let it get away
Beautiful day, oh
You can touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me, love
I know I’m not a hopeless case
What you don’t have you don’t need it now
What you don’t know you can feel it somehow
What you don’t have you don’t need it now
Don’t need it now
Beautiful
Desert sky
Dream beneath a desert sky
The rivers run but soon run dry
We need new dreams tonight
Ha, ha
It’s America
The world
Heart of the world
Not the whole world
But the heart of the world
We love you, we love you
Soul
You got soul
Soul
Soul
Soul
Soul
Soul
God only knows
The way I feel about you
God only knows
The way I feel about you
God only knows
I’m not a stranger
In the eyes of The Maker
Thank you
Thank you
And in Los Angeles all the stars are out tonight
All the stars are out tonight
On the drums!
The man who faked his own death in 1955 to move to Ireland
Form U2 and then sometime later…he still hasn’t changed
Our very own James Dean, Larry Mullen on the drum
To my left, none other than Clark Gable
The Rhett Butler of U2
Suave, sophisticated, frequently gone with the wind
And he clearly couldn’t give a damn, my dear
Adam Clayton on the bass guitar
Now, every horror movie needs a mad scientist, and ah
Every sci-fi movie needs a visitor from outer space
And ours is just to my right
He wants to boldly go where no guitar players have ever gone before
He’s Mr. Spock to us, he’s The Edge to you
On guitars and everything else
As for myself, I was thinking I’m somewhere between
Arnold Schwarzenegger and Danny DeVito