I would stare at your photo on the murder board. And I started thinking if I would look at it enough everyday that would keep you alive. And then I had this thing about your chair. I wouldn’t let anyone touch it. And the night janitor came by and tried to move the chair and I freaked out and almost shot him.
We can’t just pick up where we left off can we?
"Yo necesito estar libre para ti Acacia"
the evolution of U2 1976-2014
If we’re in the studio trying to build the rocket, Edge is under the hood with his slide rule, I’m trying to become fuel, Larry is pointing out the reasons it’ll never fly, and Adam’s asking, ‘Do we really want to go there?’ They’re always reasonable and usually correct—and I hate them for it. - Bono