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Bruce Springsteen

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Data di rilascio : 27/03/1984

Durata : 0:05:07

Stile : Rock



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Last night i dreamed that i was a child out where the pines grow wild and tall

I was trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls

I heard the wind rustling through the trees and ghostly voices rose from the

Fields

I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path

With the devil snappin' at my heels

I broke through the trees, and there in the night

My father's house stood shining hard and bright the branches and brambles tore

My clothes and scratched my arms

But i ran till i fell, shaking in his arms

I awoke and i imagined the hard things that pulled us apart

Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts

I got dressed, and to that house i did ride from out on the road, i could see

Its windows shining in light

I walked up the steps and stood on the porch a woman i didn't recognize came and

Spoke to me through a chained door

I told her my story, and who i'd come for

She said ;i'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright it stands like a beacon calling me in

The night

Calling and calling, so cold and alone

Shining cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned.

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