1: Chris rode in on a beam of lightStray

favor, manos arribaUno, dos, tres, goDame sus manosIzquierda, derecha, arriba,

1: Chris they say people come, say people

I think I landedIn a world I hadn't seenWhen I'm

1: Chris know it's over before she saysI know

night watching T.VUsed to be you here beside meUsed

the darkness 'fore the dawnIn the swirlin' of the

can't maintain a relationshipThey remind me I don't relate

they're coming to get usYeah, coming to get us, and

cut me down a tree and brought it back

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

Bones sinking like stonesAll that we've fought forHomes, places we’ve grownAll

I hope we get oldI hope we can find a

cardboard head I seeHas found its way to meIt's

1: Chris you try your bestBut you don't succeedWhen

So you lost you trustAnd you never should have, no you

bells are ringing upon that hillAnd I don't wanna

Bono: Mother, motherThere's too many of you cryingChris: Brother, brother, brotherThere's

1: Daniel Shake, Dasha at the starsLook how they

no excuse to be sat down in this song, please,