Monday, 4 November 2013

The Promise

                               Well i won big once and i hit the coast
                               Yeah, but i paid the cost
                               Inside i felt like i was carrying the broken spirits
                               Of all the other ones who lost
                               The promise is broken, you go on living
                               It steals something from down in your soul
                               When the truth is spoken, it don't make no difference
                               Something in your heart goes cold
                               I followed that dream through the Southwestern tracks
                               That dead-ends in the two-bit bars
                               The promise was broken, i was far away from home
                               Sleeping in the back seat of a borrowed car

The Promise
Bruce Springsteen

Desert Diner

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