Walk on (part 0)

Walk on

Photo by LiveJournal user tapki_doctor (сильно обработанное – т.к. домовые в церкви не живут.)

packing list

You’re packing a suitcase for a place
None of us has been
A place that has to be believed
To be seen

Walk on, Walk on
What you got,
They can’t steal it
No they can’t even feel it.

Walk on, Walk on.
What you got
You can’t deny it
Can’t sell it or buy it.

All that you reason
All that you care
All that you sense
All that you speak
All you dress up
And all that you scheme

All you create
All that you wreck
All that you hate
All that you fashion
All that you make
All that you build
All that you break.

All that you measure
All that you feel
All this you can leave behind.

And love – (It’s not the easy thing!)
The only baggage that you can bring.

(а вообще U2 я не люблю…)