A Sort Of Homecoming — U2

And you know it's time to go Through the sleet and driving snow Across the fields of mourning Lights in the distance

And you hunger for the time Time to heal, desire, time And your earth moves beneath Your own dream landscape

Oh, oh, oh On borderland, we run I'll be there I'll be there Tonight A high road A high road out from here

The city walls are all pulled 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 come away, oh come away Oh come, oh come away, say I Oh come away, oh come away Oh come, oh come away, say I

Oh, 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

I'll be there tonight, I believe I'll be there, somehow I'll be there, tonight Tonight

Oh come away, I say, say oh my Oh come away, I say

The wind will crack in winter time This bomb-blast lightning waltz No spoken words, just a scream, yeah, oh

Tonight we'll build 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 Lights in the distance

Oh, don't sorrow, no don't weep For tonight, at last I am coming home I am coming home