The Songs - A Sort of Homecoming

This is another entry in my ongoing “songs that visited me and decided they wanted to stay” series. I hope you like these enough to become a paid subscriber, because I really need you to keep this series going…

A Sort of Homecoming - U2

And your heart beats so slow
Through the rain and fallen snow
Across the fields of mourning to a light that's in the distance.
Oh, don't sorrow, no don't weep
For tonight at last I am coming home.
I am coming home….

U2 sorta lost me in the 90s. When Bono started dressing like a fly and the songs started to sound like Studio 54 outtakes, I’d crawl back into War or cue up “I Will Follow” for the 1000th time. I was missing the Mullet. I didn’t want to dance. I wanted to march. I wanted him to keep waving that white flag in the rain, singing “Sunday Bloody Sunday” and “Where the Streets Have No Name”, or at the very least throw me a bone like “Desire” once in a while. Zooropa and Pop didn’t just sound like a different band, they sounded like a different band recording on a different planet.