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Welcome to your Poplit Lyrics Station, which uses popular music to promote literacy learning! Media content found on YouTube.com. This website & questions created by J. Johnson, teacher. Questions focus on these areas: summarizing the main idea, determining mood, figurative language and point of view, making comparisons (to music videos, 'literary' poems, other songs & forms of media) and determining their effectiveness. This site is not an endorsement of any content provided herein. It is strictly for educational purposes! This site is probably best for older students (Junior/ Intermediate/ Senior). Songs are those commonly heard on the radio.

Sunday

One-U2 & Hope is the Thing With Feathers-Emily Dickenson

 LYRICS VIDEO


LYRICS

song by U2

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you now
You got someone to blame
You say...

One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it

Did I disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it's...

Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One...

Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus
To the lepers in your head

Did I ask too much
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other

One...life

One



COMPARISON TO MUSIC VIDEO










COMPARISON TO POEM BY EMILY DICKENSON
VIDEO OF POEM


Hope is the Thing With Feathers
POEM BY EMILY DICKENSON (1830-1886)

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.













COMPARISON OF POEM TO VIDEO INTERPRETATIONS

#1


#2




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