Kite

There are many different suggestions for the interpretation of Kite, like a lot of U2 songs. Death seemed to be in the air during the recording of ATYCLB and Bono was confronted with his own mortality with the declining health of his father. He was also feeling the effects of having his children growing up without him, hearing of their progress via e-mail. He knew what he wanted to write, but could quite put it into words. Couldn’t find the metaphor he wanted. One day, Bono took two of his children to the beach to fly a kite. When they couldn’t quite get it off the ground, a song was born.
Bono is seeing the world through the eyes of his father, but ends up talking to his father and his children and assessing his own life. After the passing of his father, Bono continually dedicated it to him when U2 performed it.

Click here to download the guitar tab for Kite
 
Something is about to give
I can feel it coming
I think I know what it means
I’m not afraid to die
I’m not afraid to live
And when I’m flat on my back
I hope to feel like I did

‘Cause hardness, it sets in
You need some protection
The thinner the skin

I want you to know
That you don’t need me anymore
I want you to know
You don’t need anyone, anything at all

Who’s to say where the wind will take you
Who’s to say what it is will break you
I don’t know which way the wind will blow
Who’s to know when the time has come around
Don’t wanna see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye

In summer I can taste the salt in the sea
There’s a kite blowing out of control on a breeze
I wonder what’s gonna happen to you
You wonder what has happened to me

I’m a man, I’m not a child
A man who sees
The shadow behind your eyes

Who’s to say where the wind will take you
Who’s to say what it is will break you
I don’t know where the wind will blow
Who’s to know when the time has come around
I don’t wanna see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye

Did I waste it?
Not so much I couldn’t taste it
Life should be fragrant
Rooftop to the basement
The last of the rocks stars
When hip-hop drove the big cars
In the time when new media
Was the big idea
That was the big idea

 

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