"Acrobat" stands as one of U2’s most introspective and searing tracks, steeped in themes of alienation, hypocrisy, and personal contradiction.
Bono, drawing inspiration from the work of poet Delmore Schwartz, channels the angst and disillusionment of facing one's own moral shortcomings.
The line "I must be an acrobat to talk like this and act like that" is a central acknowledgment of these contradictions.
Bono's lyrical confession exposes a struggle to reconcile ideals with actions, a battle between espoused beliefs and personal failures. The venom The Edge referred to echoes through its biting, cynical tone, echoing the raw emotion of Lennon’s "Working Class Hero" as Bono reflects on the futility of lofty ideals in a world filled with moral confusion.
His cry to "dream out loud" is less a hopeful call to action than a desperate plea for authenticity in a world that often rewards insincerity.
The track also grapples with spiritual alienation, evident in lines like "I'd break bread and wine if there was a church I could receive in."
Bono, who had often used religious imagery throughout his career, confronts his estrangement from institutional faith, suggesting a deeper yearning for redemption amidst the complexities of modern life.
In this sense, "Acrobat" becomes a personal exorcism, a song about the erosion of certainty as time passes, both in relationships and in one’s sense of self.
The repeated refrain of "don't let the bastards grind you down" serves as a defiant reminder to maintain integrity, even as the song openly admits how difficult it is to live up to one's principles.
Ultimately, "Acrobat" is a lyrical exploration of inner conflict and the bitter realization that being human often means falling short of the ideals we profess.
"Acrobat" Song Lyrics by U2
Don't believe what you hearDon't believe what you see
If you just close your eyes
You can feel the enemy
When I first met you girl
You had fire in your soul
What happened your face
Of melting in snow
Now it looks like this
And you can swallow
Or you can spit
You can throw it up
Or choke on it
And you can dream
So dream out loud
You know that your time is coming 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down
No, nothing makes sense
Nothing seems to fit
I know you'd hit out
If you only knew who to hit
And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
'Cause I need it now
To take a cup
To fill it up
To drink it slow
I can't let you go
I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And don't let the bastards grind you down
What are we going to do now it's all been said
No new ideas in the house and every book has been read
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And you can find
Your own way out
You can build
And I can will
And you can call
I can't wait until
You can stash
And you can seize
In dreams begin responsibilities
And I can love
And I can love
And I know that the tide is turning 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down
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