The Miracle (Of Joey Ramone) - U2

Long roads through the raging days Walked the world upon my wary way Bestowed with the blade and phrase Far too long I've been a lonesome stray These lines upon my brow They beckon to me now I've followed the path so long I've weathered this tide Through everything carried on With strength in my stride I've followed the path so long I need a place where I belong at last Oh At the end of the path I rest my weary feet At the end of the path In quiet comfort we'll meet Warm glow with a golden shine Come to rest under the virile vine Dark flow from the oldest shrines Blight and blood under the wealth and wine With black blood in my veins My silver sings again I've followed the path so long I've weathered this tide Through everything carried on It's hardened my hide I've followed the path so long The oldest pain is fading now at last Oh At the end of the path I rest my weary feet At the end of the path In quiet comfort we'll meet Through trails of blood and wine Hunting one last time Hunting one last time These lines upon my brow They beckon to me now I've followed the path so long I've weathered this tide Through everything carried on With strength in my stride I've followed the path so long I need a place where I belong at last Oh At the end of the path I rest my weary feet At the end of the path In quiet comfort we'll meet Weary wolf at the end of war Loves aloof are apart no more (White skies still shimmer) Weary wolf at the end of war (Wild eyes still flicker) Loves aloof are apart no more

Brave the snow Through the pillars of the pale Rest your feet Come and listen to the tales Raise your mug To the legends of the frost Through our songs They will never be lost Tales that will never be lost Kept in the legends of the frost Kruziik Ahkrin Haalvut Lok (Ancient courage touch sky) Oblaan Qostiid Rein Norok (End prophecy fierce roar) Briinah Bruniik Sahrot Vahdin (Savage sister mighty maiden) Zeymah Mul Kendov Krin (Brother strong warrior brave) Tales that will never be lost Kept in the legends of the frost Once and always A part of history Long remembered Warriors be Distant thunder Echoes of the past Through our voices Forever to last So raise your mug to the legends of the frost Through our songs they will never be lost...