Forced To Recognize Our Inhumanity, Our Reason

I Took A Fresh Pack Of Luckies, A Mint Called Sen-sen, My Old Man's Trojans.

Someday We'll All Be Gone, But Lullabies Go On And On / They Never Die, That's How You And I Will Be

I Look In The Mirror And Think, 'i Don't Look Like A Rock Star.' I Talked About This With Bono And We Looked At Each Other And Decided We Look Like A Pair Of Bricklayers.

She's The Quiet Type Who's Into Heavy Metal.

Maybe This Won't Last Very Long But You Feel So Right And I Could Be Wrong. Maybe I've Been Hoping Too Hard. I've Gone This Far And It's More Than I Hope For.