A rchive Date
[ 20-03-2005 ]
Category
[ Art & Literature ]
sub-Categoy
[ Mass Media ]
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Kite
by U2
Something is about to give.
I can feel it coming,
I think I know what it means.
I'm not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid to live
And when I'm flat on my back,
I hope to feel like I did
And hardness, it sets in.
You need some protection,
The thinner the skin.
I want you to know,
That you don't need me anymore.
I want you to know .....
You don't need anyone, anything at all.
Who's to say where the wind will take you,
Who's to know what it is will break you?
I don't know which way the wind will blow.
Who's to know when the time has come around?
Don't wanna see you cry.
I know that this is not goodbye.
In summer I can taste the salt in the sea.
There's a kite blowing out of control on a breeze.
I wonder what's gonna happen to you.
You wonder what has happened to me.
I'm a man, I'm not a child.
A man who sees,
The shadow behind your eyes.
Who's to say where the wind will take you?
Who's to know what it is will break you?
I don't know where the wind will blow.
Who's to know when the time has come around?
I don't wanna see you cry.
I know that this is not goodbye.
Did I waste it?
Not so much I couldn't taste it.
Life should be fragrant.
Roof top to the basement.
The last of the rock stars.
When hip hop drove the big cars.
In the time when new media.
Was the big idea.
That was the big idea.
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