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A Sort Of Homecoming

And you know it's time to go

through the sleet and driving snow

across the fields of mourning to a

light that's in the distance



And you hunger for the time

time to heal, 'Desire', time

and you earth moves beneath

your own dream landscape



Oh, oh, on borderland we run

I'll be there, I'll be there

tonight, a highroad, a highroad out from here



The city walls are all come down

The dust a smoke screen all around

See faces ploughed like fields that once

Gave no resistance



And we live by the side of the road

on the side of a hill as the valleys explode

Dislocated, suffocated

The land grows weary of its own



Oh, oh, on borderland we run

And still we run, we run and don't look back

I'll be there, I'll be there

Tonight, tonight



The wind will crack in wintertime

This bomb-blast lightning waltz

No spoken words, just a scream . . .



Tonight we'll a bridge across the sea and land

See the sky, the burning rain

She will die and live again

Tonight



And your heart beats so slow

Through the rain and fallen snow

Across the fields of mourning

To a light that's in the distance

Oh don't sorrow, no don't weep

For tonight, at last

I am coming home

I am coming home

U2

A Sort Of Homecoming / U2

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