The Winchester Family Business

Illustrated Song for Two Brothers

Are you a fan of U2? I am. Have been for years. I love their gutsy, authentic lyrics, their raw music, Bono’s voice – it’s made for the kind of themes we are dealing with in our favourite show. 

The one I picked for this installment of our illustrated songs reminded me of the Winchester brothers, again. There’s a deep sadness about it. But if you look closely, there is also light. And light is always a good subject to give home to in your soul, isn’t it? Enjoy.
 
Winter

             By U2
 
 
The yellow sun, well it took the hand,
Of a country boy, to a city in a far off land.


 
We made no mark, no shadow at all,
On the ancient holy streets, where I learned to crawl.


 
Looking at the bruised,
The young and the used,
The sure and confused all here


 
Words will land on me, then abandon me,
Mangle, untangle me, leave me on the floor


 
Rhymes they sprang in me,
Summer sang in me,
But summer sings in me no more.


 
Now I'm 25, I'm trying to stay alive,
In a corner of the world, with no clear enemies to fight.


 
It's hot as hell, we're like butter on toast
But there's no army in this world,
That can fight a ghost.


 
Looking at the bruised,
The young and the used,
The sure and confused all here


 
Words would land on me, then abandon me,
Leave me stranded, knocking on the door.


 
Rhymes began in me,
Summer sang in me,
But summer sings in me no more.


 
At 21, I was born a son,
And on that day I knew,
I could kill.


 
To protect the ones, who put bullets in guns,
Or anything it takes, to take a life.


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