SPRING is in the air and Australian gardens are about to hit their best form of the year.
So it’s an appropriate time to take a stroll through U2’s lyrical garden where you’ll find a carefully manicured yard full of references to trees, plants and flowers.
Here’s a list of tracks that mention some kind of greenery.
Angel of Harlem – New York like a Christmas tree, tonight this city belongs to me.
If God Will Send His Angels – Does love light up your Christmas tree?
Miss Sarajevo – Is there a time for tying ribbons, a time for Christmas trees.
Bullet the Blue Sky – His face red like a rose on a thorn bush, like all the colours of a royal flush.
Deep in the Heart – Thirty years old, sweet as a rose.
One Step Closer – Finger still red with the prick of an old rose.
Who’s Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses – Heaven’s white rose the doors you open, I just can’t close.
Cedars of Lebanon – You’re so high above me, higher than everyone. Where are you in the Cedars of Lebanon?
Deep in the Heart – The scent of cedar, I can still see her.
Cedarwood Road – And that cherry blossom tree, was a gateway to the sun. And friendship once it’s won, it’s won, it’s one.
Deep in the Heart – Green as the leaves, and the cure of the nettle sting.
Heartland – Mississippi and the cotton wool heat. Sixty-six, a highway speaks.
In God’s Country – Desert rose, dreamed I saw a desert rose, dressed torn in ribbons and in bows.
Iris (Hold Me Close) – Iris wakes to my nightmares, don’t fear the world, it isn’t there.
Take a deeper look at the lyrics to Iris (Hold Me Close) here
Lemon – She wore lemon, to colour in the cold grey night. She had heaven, and she held on so tight.
One Tree Hill – I’ll see you again, when the stars fall from the sky. And the moon has turned red, over One Tree Hill.
Salome – Baby please, baby don’t say no. Won’t you dance for me under the cherry tree, won’t you swing down low.
Staring at the Sun – Under the shade of a willow tree, creeps are crawling over me.
Wake Up Dead Man – Listen to the reed in the saxophone, listen over the hum of the radio.
Walk to the Water – And like a field of corn, you were blown by the wind.
White as Snow – Now this dry ground it bears no fruit at all, only poppies laugh under the crescent moon.