Where there was we'd tear them down
And use them on our enemies
They say that what you mock
So the monster will not break you
It's already gone too far
Who said that if you go in hard
Jesus, can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line?
Tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
No-one cries like a mother cries
She never got to say goodbye
To see the colour in his eyes
They're reading names out
All the folks, the rest of us
Their lives are bigger than
Jesus can you take the time
To throw a drowning man a line
To tell the ones who hear no sound
Whose sons are living in the ground
Jesus in the song you wrote
The words are sticking in my throat
Hear it every Christmas time
But hope and history won't rhyme
WRITERS
Adam Clayton, Dave Evans, Larry Mullen, Paul David Hewson