Wave Of Sorrow
U2 Lyrics


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Heat haze rising on hell's own hill
To wake up this morning is an act of will
Walk through the night to get here today
To bring your children, to give them away

Oh, oh, this cruel sun, is daylight never done?
Cruelty just begun to make a shadow of everyone
And if the rain came
And if the rain came now

Souls bent over without a breeze
Blankets on burning trees
I am sick without disease
Nobility on it's knees

And if the rain came
And if the rain came, now
Would it wash us all away on a wave of sorrow?
Wave, wave of sorrow

Where now the holy cities? Where are the ancient holy scrolls?
Where now Emperor Menelek and Queen of Sheba's gold?
You, my bride wear a crown, on your finger, precious stone
As every good thing now been sold

Son, of shepherd boy, now king
What wisdom can you bring?
What lyric could you sing?
Where is the music of the Seraphim?

And if the rain came
And if the rain came, now
Would it wash us all away, on a wave of sorrow?
Wave, on a wave of sorrow, wave

Blessed are the meek who scratch in the dirt
For they shall inherit what's left of the earth
Blessed are the kings who have left their thrones
They are blessed in this valley of dry bones

Blessed all of you with an empty heart
For you have nothing from which you cannot part
Blessed is the ego if it's all we got this hour
Blessed is the voice that speaks truth to power
Blessed is the sex worker's body sold tonight

She works for what she's got to save her children's life
Blessed are the deaf who cannot hear a scream
Blessed are the stupid who can dream




Blessed are the tin can, cardboard slums
And blessed is the spirit that overcomes

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of U2's "Wave of Sorrow" paint a picture of a desolate world, filled with cruelty, suffering, and loss. The opening lines set the scene: there is a heat haze rising over "hell's own hill" and waking up in the morning requires an act of willpower. The singer has walked through the night to get here today, to bring their children and give them away. The cruel sun beats down on everyone, making a shadow of them.


The lyrics then ask a series of questions. If the rain came, would it wash away the sorrow and suffering? The world is full of bent souls and burning trees, and the question is whether the rain could put things right.


The middle section of the song reflects on the state of the world. The holy cities are gone, and the ancient holy scrolls have disappeared. The singer wonders about the music of the Seraphim and what wisdom a shepherd boy turned king could bring. The lines "As every good thing now been sold" suggest that nothing valuable remains in the world.


The song ends with a series of blessings for those who are struggling in the world. The meek will inherit what's left of the earth, the kings who left their thrones are blessed, and those with empty hearts are blessed because they have nothing to hold onto. The voice that speaks truth to power is blessed, as is the sex worker's body sold tonight, for she works to save her children's lives. The song concludes with a final blessing for the spirit that overcomes.


Line by Line Meaning

Heat haze rising on hell's own hill
The scorching heat wave is getting worse on this barren landscape.


To wake up this morning is an act of will
Living another day requires a conscious effort amidst the oppressive conditions.


Walk through the night to get here today
To arrive here, it was necessary to travel through the darkness and danger of the night.


To bring your children, to give them away
The sacrifice of bringing one's children to this place, only to leave them behind.


Oh, oh, this cruel sun, is daylight never done?
Is there no end to the agony of this hot sun, which mercilessly beats down upon us?


Cruelty just begun to make a shadow of everyone
The oppression has only just started, casting a dark shadow over all of us.


And if the rain came
What if there was relief from the oppressive heat?


Souls bent over without a breeze
The lack of wind makes it unbearably difficult to stand upright.


Blankets on burning trees
The trees, once beautiful, now serve as fuel and offer no respite from the heat.


I am sick without disease
The environment is so hostile, it has negative effects on one's health despite not being ill.


Nobility on it's knees
Even the most powerful and respected individuals are subject to the current state of affairs.


Would it wash us all away on a wave of sorrow?
What if relief from this hardship came at a great cost to everything we know and love?


Where now the holy cities? Where are the ancient holy scrolls?
The places and traditions once considered sacred have been abandoned or destroyed.


Where now Emperor Menelek and Queen of Sheba's gold?
Even the wealth and treasures of history's greatest rulers have been lost or stolen.


You, my bride wear a crown, on your finger, precious stone
The symbols of happiness and wealth are fleeting and ultimately meaningless in the face of overwhelming hardship.


As every good thing now been sold
It seems as though every positive aspect of life has been taken away or corrupted.


Son, of shepherd boy, now king
Once a humble shepherd, now elevated to the status of royalty.


What wisdom can you bring?
What good is newfound power if it cannot bring any positive change or progress?


What lyric could you sing?
What inspiration or message could be shared through music to uplift and improve the lives of those suffering?


Where is the music of the Seraphim?
Is there any hope for divine intervention or guidance in our darkest hour?


Blessed are the meek who scratch in the dirt
Those who persist in the face of adversity without complaint or entitlement will receive rewards.


For they shall inherit what's left of the earth
After everything is said and done, the humble and patient will survive and thrive.


Blessed are the kings who have left their thrones
Those who are willing to relinquish their position of power for the greater good will be rewarded.


They are blessed in this valley of dry bones
Amidst the desolate and hopeless landscape, those who lead by example and sacrifice will still find blessings.


Blessed all of you with an empty heart
Those who have lost everything and still have an open and hopeful heart will receive comfort.


For you have nothing from which you cannot part
When all material possessions are lost or useless, those who are truly blessed are those who have their inner strength and faith.


Blessed is the ego if it's all we got this hour
When there's nothing else left to hold onto, one's pride and sense of self-worth can still provide a sense of purpose.


Blessed is the voice that speaks truth to power
Even when speaking out against injustice can cause harm, it is noble and necessary to do so.


Blessed is the sex worker's body sold tonight
Despite being stigmatized and exploited, those who engage in sex work still have inherent worth and potential to be blessed.


She works for what she's got to save her children's life
Even in the most desperate circumstances, a mother's love and sacrifice knows no bounds.


Blessed are the deaf who cannot hear a scream
Those who are spared the trauma of experiencing pain or suffering firsthand can still find blessings in their own way.


Blessed are the stupid who can dream
Even those who may lack intelligence or worldly knowledge can still have the beauty and power of imagination.


Blessed are the tin can, cardboard slums
Even the most modest and makeshift homes can be full of love, hope, and blessings.


And blessed is the spirit that overcomes
Ultimately, those who persevere and come out the other side of hardship can find great blessings and strength in their spirit.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ADAM CLAYTON, DAVE EVANS, LARRY MULLEN, PAUL DAVID HEWSON

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on eleven o' clock tick tock

And girls can make children but not like this one...so will just have to walk around with a painted face then...

LMewdowlark


on One

Baby, baby, baby, I know I'm not alone
Baby, baby, baby, I know I'm not alone
Ha, ha, ha

Oh, it's not a hill it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
You see, for me, I've been shouting
Let's shout into the darkness, squeeze out sparks of light
You know we're gonna go crazy, you know we'll go crazy
You know we'll go crazy, if we don't go crazy tonight

Oh, slowly
Oh
Hold me slow

Again, these are the wrong lyrics. They are not the lyrics for 'One' but a different song. I pasted the correct lyrics in my other comment.

LMewdowlark


on One

There's a part of me in chaos that's quiet
And there's a part of you that wants me to riot
Everybody needs to cry or needs to spit
Every sweet-tooth needs just a little hit
Every beauty needs to go out with an idiot
How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?
Oh, change of heart comes slow

It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
Do you believe me or are you doubting?
We're gonna make it all the way to the light
But I know I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight

Every generation gets a chance to change the world
Pity the nation that won't listen to you boys and girls
Is the sweetest melody the one we haven't heard?
Is it true that perfect love drives out all fear?
The right to be ridiculous is something I hold dear
Oh, but change of heart comes slow

It's not a hill, it's a mountain
As you start out the climb
You see, for me, I've been shouting
But we're gonna make it all the way to the light
But I know I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you now
You got someone to blame?
You say, one love, one life
When it's one need in the night
One love, we get to share it
Leaves you, baby, if you don't care for it
Did I disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well, it's too late tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to carry each other, carry each other
One
Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much? More than a lot
You gave me nothing, now it's all I got
We're one but we're not the same
Well, we hurt each other then we do it again
You say love is a temple, love a higher law
Love is a temple, love the higher law
You ask me to enter but then you make me crawl
And I can't be holdin' on to what you got
When all you got is hurt
One love, one blood
One life, you got to do what you should
One life with each other
Sisters, brothers
One life but we're not the same
We get to carry each other, carry each other
One
One

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