Wed 28 Jan 2009
It’s a crummy late January winter day with a mix of rain and snow postponing the New Paltz-CSI basketball game I wanted to check out with the return of former BC star Zoe Cohen.
Oh well. Not much you can do when the weather doesn’t always cooperate. Hopefully, they’ll play another time and I’ll be able to go. Ironically, I like the CSI sports complex as they have a real nice facility including a gym, swimming pool to go along with the courts plus a great outdoor track and soccer field. Not that the latter two are being utilized these icy cold days.
I guess I’m finally sick of the cold weather and long for it to at least reach 40-45 so I could go walk around the track. That’d be nice.
Anyway, I felt like some U2 today. So, here are a couple of cool homemade videos made by YouTubers featuring two good songs along with the lyrics:
U2: “Until The End Of The World”
I was down the hold, just passing time
Last time we met was a low-lit room
We were as close together as 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 led me on with those innocent eyes
And 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
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
In waves of regret, waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You, you said you’d wait until the end of the world.
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U2: “Wave of Sorrow”
Heat haze rising
On hell’s own hill
You wake up this morning
It took an act of will
You walk through the night
To get here today
To bring your children
To give them away
Oh… oh this cruel sun
Is daylight never done
Cruelty just begun
To make a shadow of everyone
And if the rain came
And if the rain came
Souls bent over without a breeze
Blankets on burning trees
I am sick without disease
Nobility on it’s knees
And if the rain came
And if the rain came… now
Would it wash us all away
On a wave of sorrow
Wave
On a wave of sorrow
Where now the holy cities?
Where the ancient holy scrolls?
Where now Emperor Menelek?
And the Queen of Sheba’s gold
You’re my bride, you wear her crown
And on your finger precious stones
As every good thing now been sold
Son, of shepherd boy, now king
What wisdom can you bring?
What lyric would you sing?
Where is the music of the Seraphim?
And if the rain came
And if the rain came… now
Would it wash us all away
On a wave of sorrow
Wave
A wave of sorrow
Wave.
Blessed are the meek who scratch in the dirt
For they shall inherit what’s left of the earth
Blessed are the kings who’ve left their thrones
They are buried in this valley of dry bones
Blessed all of you with an empty heart
For you got nothing from which you cannot part
Blessed is the ego
It’s all we got this hour
Blessed is the voice that speaks truth to power
Blessed is the sex worker who sold her body tonight
She used what she got
To save her children’s life
Blessed are you, the deaf cannot hear a scream
Blessed are the stupid who can dream
Blessed are the tin canned cardboard slums
Blessed is the spirit that overcomes
