A avoir le nez en l'air en quête d'illusion, on trébuche... Attention à la marche... Avant, arrière ? Marche à l'ombre surtout...
Se cacher est un plaisir, mais ne pas être trouvé n'en est pas un. Reste à le comprendre et à le faire comprendre...
"I have climbed highest mountain
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you
But I still havent found what Im looking for
But I still havent found what Im looking for
I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire
I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still havent found what Im looking for
But I still havent found what Im looking for
I believe in the kingdom come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
Well yes Im still running
You broke the bonds and you
Loosed the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame
Of my shame
You know I believed it
But I still havent found what Im looking for
But I still havent found what Im looking for
But I still havent found what Im looking for
But I still havent found what Im looking for..." (source)
U2, I still haven't found what I'm looking for
