It was a pained tribute to America that still felt profoundly anti-war and anti-violence, quite a feat at the time. Only U2 could have made this so grandiose, yet so emotionally direct. Grown men wept buckets. Every daft ambition U2 ever had, every lofty claim they ever made, they earned tonight.
It’s not only the best half time show of all-time, but it’s one of the best moments in the history of rock and roll.
See the world in green and blue See China right in front of you See the canyons broken by cloud See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out See the Bedouin fires at night See the oil fields at first light And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth After the flood all the colors came out
“Some of the doors Bowie opened led to other artists. He opened doors for me into Bertolt Brecht, and William Burroughs — and, by the way, Bruce Springsteen, who he was on very early. And for me, the most important door he opened was the one with Brian Eno behind it.”
Lay down Lay down Lay your sweet lovely on the ground Lay your love on the track We’re gonna break the monster’s back Yes we are… Lay down your treasure Lay it down now brother You don’t have time For a jealous lover
And in leather, lace and chains we stake our claim. Revolution once again No I won’t, I won’t wear it on my sleeve. I can see through this expression and you know I don’t believe. Too old to be told, exactly who are you? Tonight, tomorrow’s too late.
The sea wants to kiss the golden shore. The sunlight warms your skin. All the beauty that’s been lost before, wants to find us again. I can’t fight you anymore; it’s you I’m fighting for. The sea throws rocks together but time, leaves us polished stones.
Summer stretching on the grass Summer dresses pass In the shade of a willow tree Creeps a-crawling over me Over me and over you Stuck together with God’s glue It’s gonna get stickier too. It’s been a long hot summer Let’s get under cover Don’t try too hard to think Don’t think at all.