Channel: U2

Category: Music

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Description: Written by Linda Perry and Bono - from Citizen Penn, a deeply meaningful and inspiring film following the birth and growth of Sean Penn’s organization J/PHRO (now CORE) in the wake of the 2010 Haiti Earthquake directed by Don Hardy. Stream Citizen Penn on @discovery plus : links.discoveryplus.com/citizenpenn Listen to the album: smarturl.it/citizenpenn Concept by Gavin Friday and Don Hardy Mixed by Tom Boykin Produced by Shawn Dailey and Don Hardy Directed by Don Hardy Lyrics: Is part of the attraction that you want to be destroyed? I’m the spirit on the water, you’re the formless void When I heard your voice at first I was annoyed You woke me From the beginning of time you had so little grace After a while not a freckle on your face I was looking for a rhyme in time and space and you broke me You were walking round naked with your pants not on At the gates of Eden with no sins to pardon It was Adam not Eve who threw God out of the garden you wrote me Let’s not get too clever with this stuff What are you ready to give up To find love To find love To find love To find love When you’re climbing from the wreckage of a burned out star Any old neon looks like the Carlton Bar Asked where was I going I answered how far you wanna go American male/ interior/ night, the cigarette smoker’s gonna find his light If you repeat it often enough wrong looks right But deep down you know The smooth will make excuses for the rough You know it shouldn’t be this tough To find love To find love To find love To find love Tell the oceans, tell the sun Tell the weatherman, tell everyone All the money junkies are running out of veins If you’re one of them yourself you’ve got no one else to blame You don’t need anymore then you have except the shame of feeling torn between the hungry and the greedy the honeyed and the needy When you serve the poor, you free me Slaves have grown accustomed to the weight of your chains And your heads shorn your eyes will find the silence inside the hurricane you know you must do something other than complain We’ll pray for mother earth, these are not more labour pains Maybe you’re being born Out of the ash, out of the dust The clever learn, who not to trust The genius of belief, is that we must, take a chance sometimes on us To find love To find love To find love To find love To find love To find love To find love To find love