Stuck at Home with No Line on the Horizon
But then you get these three songs smack-dab in the middle and these… these are maybe the worst songs in U2’s discography.
Awed By Her Splendor
I wonder if humanity has loved anything as long as it has loved the moon.
Wikipedia and the Wilderness
Using this definition, cities, industrial parks, and suburban developments are just as “wild” as Russian Arctic National Park.
The Assumption
I didn’t tell her we are planning on leaving too,
and I won’t get to say goodbye.
Looking For Networks…
I related best to my siblings when we were shoulder to shoulder, yelling or cheering about pixels on a screen.
Inhale, Reimagine, Gather
When we come together, we have the power to create what Parker calls “temporary alternative worlds.”
Admit It
At the risk of trivializing everything else, one of the things that scares me most about the president is his refusal to admit to tiny mistakes.
One Day We’ll Tell the Story
But one day we started to tell the story, and as we heard it coming from our mouths we knew it meant the story was behind us, and we had lived through it.
Community Switching
Someday I think I’ll stay, and perhaps that will be the hardest choice of all.
Going Nowhere
When it is, in fact, your duty not to go anywhere, going to nowhere starts to look like going somewhere.
