Sorry, there are a lot of U2's lyrics that I love so much. They really have reshaped the way I think about words and thought in some ways.
"The cities a flood, and our love turns to rust. We're beaten and blown by the wind, trampled in dust."
"It's no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest. It's no secret that ambition bites the nails of success. Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief. All kill their inspiration and sing about the grief."
"Because love is big and love is tough, but love is not what you're thinking of. Love is big, it's bigger than us, but love is not what you're thinking of. It's what lovers deal, it's what lovers steal. You know I found it hard to receive, because you, my love, I could never believe."
"From the brightest star comes the blackest hole. You had so much to offer; why did you offer your soul? I was there for you, baby, when you needed my help. Would you deny for others what you demand for yourself?...With a mouth full of teeth you ate all your friends, and you broke every heart thinking every heart mends."
"Walk on, walk on. What you've got, they can't steal it. No, they can't even feel it. Walk on, walk on. What you've got, they can't deny it. Can't sell it or buy it. Walk on, walk on. Stay safe tonight."
"Jealousy, it's not what it's cracked up to be. Envy gets you where you need to be: alone. Rather the river than your stepping stones. Leave the graveyard before you turn to bones. I'm tragic, you're comedy. Oh, baby doll, the dogs are barking, they need to be fed. All of the lepers your let in your head; is it empty now?"
"Something in your eyes took a thousand years to get here...The stars are bright, but do they know? The universe is beautiful but cold."
"Dislocated, suffocated. The land grows weary of its own."
"You want heaven in your heart: the sun, the moon, and the stars."
"Neon heart, dayglo eyes. A city lit by fireflies. They're advertising in the skies for people like us."
"I've seen you walk unafraid, I've seen you in the clothes you made. Can you see the beauty inside of me? What happened to the beauty inside of me?"
And maybe my favorite two sections of lyrics of them all, concentrated into two amazing, amazing songs:
"I was drinking some wine and it turned to blood. What's the use of religion if you're any good? I know I'm weed killer, honey, and you're sugar. If you're the prosecution I get away with murder. If you were ice, I'm water. And with your telescope I can see further. We're binary code, a one and a zero. You wanted violins and you got Nero. You're gravity searching for the ground. You're silence searching for a sound. Your heart is aching, your heart is my home. It's fascinating, I know I'll never be alone."
"And I have no compass and I have no map and I have no reasons, no reasons to get back. And I have no religion and I don't know what's what and I don't know the limit, the limit of what we got. Don't worry baby, it'll be alright. You've got the right shoes to get you through the night. It's cold outside but brightly lit. Skip the subway, let's go to the overground. Get your head out of the mud baby. Put flowers in the mud, baby, overground. No particular place names, no particular song. I've been hiding; what am I hiding from? Don't worry baby, it's gonna be alright. Uncertainty can be a guiding light. I hear voices, ridiculous voices. I'm in the slipstream. Let's go overground. Take your head out of the mud baby. She's going to dream up the world she wants to live in, she's going to dream out loud."