I’ve been in every black hole
At the altar of the dark star
My body’s now a begging bowl
That’s begging to get back, begging to get back
To my heart
To the rhythm of my soul
To the rhythm of my unconsciousness
To the rhythm that yearns
To be released from control
I was speeding on the subway
Through the stations of the cross
Every eye looking every other way
Counting down ’til the train would stop
Moment of Surrender
U2
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