Choose your enemies carefully 'cause they will define you
Make them interesting 'cause in some ways they will mind you
They're not there in the beginning but when your story ends
Gonna last with you longer than your friends
kako mene ove rijeci na kraju pjesme, na kraju albuma, uvijek pogode. bono sapce na kraju, i to takve teske rijeci... kako jedna strofa moze obiljeziti citav album-ovo je pravi dokaz.
a i citava pjesma, to je ono zbog cega cijenim bona kao tekstopisca.. ma, cak ni ne kao tekstopisca- kao pjesnika.
Yesterday I spent asleep
Woke up in my clothes in a dirty heap
Spent the night trying to make a deadline
Squeezing complicated lives into a simple headline
I have your face here in an old Polaroid
Tidying the children's clothes and toys
You're smiling back at me
I took the photo from the fridge
Can't remember what then we did
I haven't been with a woman, it feels like for years
Thought of you the whole time, your salty tears
This shitty world sometimes produces a rose
The scent of it lingers and then it just goes
Return the call to home
The worst of us are a long drawn out confession
The best of us are geniuses of compression
You say you're not going to leave the truth alone
I'm here 'cause I don't want to go home
ovo me tako podsjeca na Boy album, djeluje mi toliko melankolicno, sjetno.. ko prisjecanje neceg teskog i gorkog.
I`m here cause I don`t want to go home.
i sad mi nitko ne moze reci da ovo nije dobar album, barem ne sto se tekstova tice.
