4291 On the Winning Highway (Still Haven't Found - U2)

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[Pre-Chorus]
Your cup was standing half‑emptied  
And my hands felt cracked and cold  
We looked just like two born losers  
In these asphalt‑heavy coats so old

[Chorus – crossover - Guitar, very little sax! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental]
And we thought back then  
We were  
On the road to glory  
Couldn’t even walk  
On our feet of lead, so slow  
Oh  
Every step a quiet failure  
But we kept our hollow vow  
On that road to glory  
That was leading out of us now

[Blues, very little Banjo! very little Harmonica! Solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental]

[Verse 2]
Soft you spoke about the plans there  
On those notes in the hall  
I just slowly nodded, asking  
Who we were through it all  
On the sink the week lay waiting  
In scratched‑up porcelain  
And the coffee tasted yesterday  
But that yesterday was stained

[Chorus – crossover - Guitar, very little sax! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental]
And we thought back then  
We were  
On the winning highway  
Couldn’t even walk  
With our feet of lead so tight  
Oh  
Every step a quiet failure  
But we kept our heading right  
On that winning highway  
That was leading us out into night

[Blues Banjo, Guitar, very little sax! Solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental]

[Bridge] 
[Spoken deep, resonant female voice, divine, like warm thunder, slow and majestic] 
Vielleicht war es nie ein Fehler
Nur ein viel zu langer Weg
Zwischen all den vollen Gläsern
Blieb am Ende nichts als schräg
Du sagst: 
„Schau Es wird schon heller“
Ich seh nur Wie Nebel steigt
Doch zum ersten Mal seit Jahren
Ist da etwas
Das sich zeigt (hey)

[Chorus – crossover - Guitar, very little sax! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental]
Und wir dachten schon
Wir wären
Auf der Gewinnerstraße
Konnten kaum noch laufen
Auf den Füßen aus Blei
Oh
Doch am Rand wächst eine Blume
Durch den Riss in unsern Tag
Auf der Gewinnerstraße
Wo es still weiterging

[Outro – crossover - Guitar, very little sax! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental]
(And we were already so tired)
Yet one step still slipped by
(On the winning highway)
Past our hearts
(Past you and I)
We were so tired
Long forgot how to glow
(On the winning highway)
From us far
Past you and I
(Past you and I)
From us far
Past you and I
(Past you and I)

[Guitar / sax solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, sacred, monumental] 
[Grand Piano solo doom feeling, monumental]
[stay muted for 3 seconds, then end, fade out]

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[Grand Piano, very little Banjo! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, sacred, monumental] [Verse 1] And we were already tired Hadn’t felt real joy for long Sat there silent in that kitchen Two pale faces, colour gone It was meant to be our evening But the clock refused to stick Turned to morning Slipped right past us, quiet and quick [Pre-Chorus] Your cup was standing half‑emptied And my hands felt cracked and cold We looked just like two born losers In these asphalt‑heavy coats so old [Chorus – crossover - Guitar, very little sax! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental] And we thought back then We were On the road to glory Couldn’t even walk On our feet of lead, so slow Oh Every step a quiet failure But we kept our hollow vow On that road to glory That was leading out of us now [Blues, very little Banjo! very little Harmonica! Solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental] [Verse 2] Soft you spoke about the plans there On those notes in the hall I just slowly nodded, asking Who we were through it all On the sink the week lay waiting In scratched‑up porcelain And the coffee tasted yesterday But that yesterday was stained [Chorus – crossover - Guitar, very little sax! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental] And we thought back then We were On the winning highway Couldn’t even walk With our feet of lead so tight Oh Every step a quiet failure But we kept our heading right On that winning highway That was leading us out into night [Blues Banjo, Guitar, very little sax! Solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental] [Bridge] [Spoken deep, resonant female voice, divine, like warm thunder, slow and majestic] Vielleicht war es nie ein Fehler Nur ein viel zu langer Weg Zwischen all den vollen Gläsern Blieb am Ende nichts als schräg Du sagst: „Schau Es wird schon heller“ Ich seh nur Wie Nebel steigt Doch zum ersten Mal seit Jahren Ist da etwas Das sich zeigt (hey) [Chorus – crossover - Guitar, very little sax! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental] Und wir dachten schon Wir wären Auf der Gewinnerstraße Konnten kaum noch laufen Auf den Füßen aus Blei Oh Doch am Rand wächst eine Blume Durch den Riss in unsern Tag Auf der Gewinnerstraße Wo es still weiterging [Outro – crossover - Guitar, very little sax! solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental] (And we were already so tired) Yet one step still slipped by (On the winning highway) Past our hearts (Past you and I) We were so tired Long forgot how to glow (On the winning highway) From us far Past you and I (Past you and I) From us far Past you and I (Past you and I) [Guitar / sax solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, sacred, monumental] [Grand Piano solo doom feeling, monumental] [stay muted for 3 seconds, then end, fade out]

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