Don't Wanna Be A Kite

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KITE - U2

Something is about to give
I can feel it coming
I think I know what it is
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to live
And when I'm flat on my back
I hope to feel like I did

And hardness, it sets in
You need some protection
The thinner the skin

I want you to know
That you don't need me anymore
I want you to know
You don't need anyone
Or anything at all

Who's to say where the wind will take you?
Who's to say what it is will break you?
I don't know, which way the wind will blow

Who's to know when the time has come around?
Don't want to see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye

It's summer, I can taste the salt of the sea
There's a kite blowing out of control on the breeze
I wonder what's gonna happen to you
You wonder what has happened to me...

I'm a man, I'm not a child...
A man who sees
The shadow behind your eyes

Who's to say where the wind will take you?
Who's to say what it is will break you?
I don't know, where the wind will blow

Who's to know when the time has come around?
I don't want to see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye

Did I waste it?
Not so much I couldn't taste it
Life should be fragrant
Rooftop to the basement

The last of the rocks stars
When hip hop drove the big cars
In the time when new media
Was the big idea

That was the big idea



.... Don't wanna be a kite; flying up high and proud but still attached to a string but wander without determination when it cuts loose....

Comments

  1. Imansyah5:12 PM

    made me wondering about my life recently.. :(

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  2. Unknown6:16 PM

    Dah aku burning nih... trus kirimnya kemana (DVD-SCORE) kalo pake paket??

    ReplyDelete
  3. The Bitch8:09 PM

    OmBu:
    Who's to know when the time has come around?
    Just keep your heart and your eyes open, cuz u'll never know what's ahead.
    (=

    A' Masrur:
    Jl Yado I Villa Z-IB Radio Dalam Jakarta 12140. Kalo bisa skalian ama yg laen yax. Yang live-live gitu.
    *ngacay*

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