"Miracle Drug"
~U2
I want to trip inside your head
Spend the day there...
To hear the things you haven't said
And see what you might see
I want to hear you when you call
Do you feel anything at all?
I want to see your thoughts take shape
And walk right out
Freedom has a scent
Like the top of a new born baby's head
The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've seen enough I'm not giving up
On a miracle drug
Of science and the human heart
There is no limit
There is no failure here sweetheart
Just when you quit...
I am you and you are mine
Love makes nonsense of space
And time...will disappear
Love and logic keep us clear
Reason is on our side, love...
The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've had enough of romantic love
I'd give it up, yeah, I'd give it up
For a miracle, a miracle drug, a miracle drug
God I need your help tonight
Beneath the noise
Below the din
I hear your voice
It's whispering
In science and in medicine
I was a stranger
You took me in.
The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've seen enough of romantic love
I'd give it up, yeah, I'd give it up
For a miracle, miracle drug
Miracle, miracle drug
3 comments:
CP - I am new to this blogging stuff but I am a shopoholic bipolar as well.
Your life and your loves and your past parallels mine. You are not as unique as you think.
Nor do I believe that your life now is as picture-perfect and filled with honor and integrity as you portray it.
The darkness never goes away, no matter how "well-rounded" our lives may seem. I am deceptive, and daily self-destructive, and I'll bet you are too.
Even if its just a little too much shopping...
Anonymous...
I don't think we can really speak about one anothers lives fairly without having known the person we speak of. Your life and mine are not the same. I have unique circumstances just as you do. Everyone's experience on this planet is uniquely their own. Further, if you read beyond one or two posts, you would never say the following:
"Nor do I believe that your life now is as picture-perfect and filled with honor and integrity as you portray it."
No way in hell is my life picture perfect. Read this blog from the beginning and you will realize that. I have a GREAT life with my husband and children, but on my own...not so much. As for the honor and integrity, you're wrong. That's something I have been working on for a LONG time. Honesty was never a strong point for me. Now, I am very honest, sometimes to a fault. While I think it is fair to say that our lives may seem similar, you don't know me, my experiences, what I am doing on a daily basis or anything more about me than what you read here.
And, if you don't think I don't know about the darkness returning, I can assure you, you preemptively made this comment. Go back to January, February or March...then tell me I don't know how black it can get...even with medication.
If you are going to pass judgment on someone, do it with full information first and foremost. Don't assume anything about you and I, Anonymous. I assure you...we are nothing alike. No one is.
CP.
Let me add this...
I am not being ungracious about your comment. It could be taken maliciously, but I don't think that that is the intent. You were trying to find some semblance between us. I respect that. And perhaps my last comment didn't express that. I suppose I just take issue with something you said...and that is about my trying to present myself in a way that makes it seem like my life is perfect and wonderful. It isn't. Not by any stretch. Everyday is a struggle. Every Single Day. Some days I win, others I don't. And when my depression does return, it returns with a vengeance, always far more bitter and scathing than the one before.
We have that in common, anonymous.
Mea culpa if I took your post the wrong way. I am having a shitty day.
CP.
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