I'm alive. . .I'm being born . . .

May 10, 2007 01:05

Beware of a HUGE Bono picspam in honor of our wonderful birthday boy!

I started out chronologically, but . . .I have a day job! LOL

Sorry, but this is NOT dial-up friendly. . .






I was born a child of grace
Nothing else about the place
Everything was ugly but your beautiful face
And it left me no illusion




When I was three
I thought the world revolved around me




With a shout, shout it out




Believing in yourself
Almost as much as you doubt




Into the heart...of a child
I can smile
I can go there




Innocent, and in a sense I am



















We run and don't look back




Singing song that makes me happy




You're holding on to every little thing so tightly







You were blown by the wind
You were blown by the wind




In the shadow boy meets man







I'll shine my spirit aloud.
Try to explain.
What I feel.







. . . like a sore head




I heard your voice a-whispering
Come away child










Your eyes are wide
And though your soul
it can't be bought
your mind can wander




Of course you're not shy







Love is blindness, I don't want to see




I’ve come crawling, falling at your feet.










You're everywhere child
You're all over the place




It's just you and me and the rain










Some high ground is not worth taking




Take my shirt, go on take it off me
You can tear it up










Up toward the sky
It's a blue sky
















You're a big smash
You wear it like a rash




Many will see,
Many will see and fear.
I will sing, sing a new song.




A man dreams one day to fly




You know these boots don't want to stray




Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat




To see myself
And my reflection
When I thought about it










I like the sound of my own voice
I didn't give anyone else a choice




You're looking for explanations
I don't even understand







You don't smoke, don't even want to







I can´t lift you up again
Love comes tumbling down again




Take this shirt
And make it clean, clean




And we love to fly a flag




With a mouth full of teeth
You ate all your friends




Get to smoke some cigarettes




You know I miss mine sometimes




Time... time
Won't leave me as I am
But time won't take the boy out of this man




Gonna walk in the sun




How could beauty be so kind
To an ordinary guy




Jesus, I'm waiting here boss
I know you're looking out for us
But maybe your hands aren't free







. . .A time for cutting hair













Is there a time for different colors
Different names you find it hard to spell




She sees the man inside the child










I want to see
I want to hear
To understand your fears




The last of the rocks stars













I'm a man, I'm not a child













If the thundercloud
Passes rain
So let it rain
Let it rain
Rain on him




I'm round the corner from anything that's real







Freedom has a scent
Like the top of a new born baby's head




Grace finds beauty in everything




My hands are tied
My body bruised, she's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose




We're the same soul
I don't need... I don't need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more




Don't leave me here alone




I see you're dressed to kill







Don't believe the devil
I don't believe his book
But the truth is not the same
Without the lies he made up




You can keep this suit of lights










The smartest ass at the top of the class




Happy Birthday Bono!!

picspam, birthday, bono

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