When I left home at 6pm, I realised I hadn't eaten anything yet today, except some cashew nuts. I decided to buy some fries, but all snackbars were closed because of the vacation, so I went to McDonalds instead.I had to wait twenty minutes for my food, although I saw it was ready. Then, I went to my grandmother with the food. I was very tired, because I couldn't sleep last night. The food was disappointing and didn't really listen to what that old lady told me.
After I said goodbye to grandmum, I cycled home, but on my home I saw the graveyard. My grandfather died this year, so I had to visit him. I was playing the South Bend 2001 bootleg and when I saw his grave Kite was just playing.I started singing the song and after a while I heard a noise. I put the volume lower and heard a girl singing."I don't wanna see you cry, I know that this is not goodbye." It took like ten seconds to find where that voice came from and then I saw a beautiful girl and asked her why she was singing it. Then she said it was me who started singing. I watched the grave again and a minute later she was gone.
I got on my bike again on my way home when Where The Streets Have No Name started playing. The South Bend version has the Psalm 116 snippet in it. I never felt that song so strong. It was even better than when I witnessed U2 playing it. I was cycling very fast, although I was tired.
I haven't felt like this for years. It's like I'm an adult now.
That's indeed very emotional Fabian. Since Istarted being a U2 fan, I've been aware that music is some kind of magic. Kite and Streets are perfect examples by the way.
that is one amazing thing that happened to you, my friend. the thing is, it is so special, it can hardly put into the right words. but it's the miracle of U2 and their music and the special things that happen to us in our lives. sometimes, everything just falls into place
