You Were Talking About the End of the World

How many of yesterday’s poets would have made it as rock stars today? I suspect several. Bono and the crew of U2 have often struck me as after their time.

Songwriting credits belong to: Adam Clayton. Dave Evans, Larry Mullen, and Paul Hewson

Until the End of the World

Haven’t seen you in quite a while
I was down the hold just passing time
Last time we met was a low-lit room
We were as close together as a bride and groom
We ate the food, we drank the wine
Everybody having a good time
Except you
You were talking about the end of the world
I took the money
I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You lead me on with those innocent eyes
You know I love the element of surprise
In the garden I was playing the tart
I kissed your lips and broke your heart
You
You were acting like it was the end of the world
Love, love, love
Love
Love, love
Love, love, love
Love (love)
Love, love
In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows, they learned to swim
Surrounding me, going down on me
Spilling over the brim
Waves of regret and waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You, you said you’d wait
‘Til the end of the world

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