Sunday 26 May 2013

Thunder Road

                                     There were ghosts in the eyes
                                     Of all the boys you sent away
                                     They haunt this dusty beach road
                                     In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets

                                     They scream your name at night in the street
                                     Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
                                     And in the lonely cool before dawn
                                     You hear their engines roaring on
                                     But when you get to the porch they're gone
                                     On the wind, so Mary climb in
                                     It's a town full of losers
                                     And i'm pulling out of here to win

Thunder Road
Bruce Springsteen

Danny Lyon
reblogged from LeClownLyrique

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