Since Fall Break, I have wanted to do a blog post about windows. My original intentions were to devote an entire day to driving around Sioux Falls taking pictures of windows but then I was searching through all my old photos and found oodles and oodles and oodles. The photos came easily and then I recognized the beauty in the lyrics of "Windows in the Skies" by U2. Hence the following the blog post.
I find windows very artful. I like to think about how many people have looked through my three dorm windows at Augie. They saw the same thing I did but at various times through history. I like that Jackie and I have shared two of the same windows.
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My dorm window |
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Minneapolis |
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Minneapolis |
The shackles are undone
The bullet's quit the gun
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Minneapolis |
The heat that's in the sun
Will keep us when there's none
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Minneapolis |
The rule has been disproved
The stone it has been moved
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Railcar at the D.C. Booth Fish Hatchery |
The grave is now a groove
All debts are removed
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150-year-old plantation in Louisiana |
Oh can't you see what our love has done
Oh can't you see what our love has done
Oh can't you see what our love has done
What it's doing to me
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Looking out the bus window to the Gulf of Mexico |
Love makes strange enemies
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Tennessee |
Makes love where love may please
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Minneapolis |
The soul and its striptease
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Atlanta, Georgia |
Hate brought to its knees
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Atlanta, Georgia |
The sky over our head
We can reach it from our bed
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Atlanta, Georgia |
You let me in your heart
And out of my head
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Giraffe in the Omaha Zoo |
Oh can't you see what our love has done
Oh can't you see what our love has done
Oh can't you see what our love has done
What it's doing to me
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Old Market in Omaha |
I know I hurt you and I made you cry
Did everything but murder you and I
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Old Market in Omaha |
Our love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize
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Old Market in Omaha |
Oh can't you see what love has done
To every broken heart
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Old Market in Omaha |
Oh can't you see what love has done
For every heart that cries
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My grandpa's '53 Ford Pickup |
Love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize
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Matthews Opera House in Spearfish |
Oh can't you see