Thursday, March 17, 2011

I think this says what I would like to blog about this week.

Not literally. The thing I appreciate about his songs are that it seems as though he’s holding a conversation with someone about what he is dealing with. Songs like this are more therapeutic for me than most. Good tunes.

Bruce Springsteen “Streets of Fire”

When the night's quiet and you don't care anymore
And your eyes are tired and there's someone at your door
And you realize you wanna let go
And the weak lies and the cold walls you embrace
Eat at your insides and leave you face to face with
Streets of fire

I'm wandering, a loser down these tracks
I'm dying, but girl I can't go back
'Cause in the darkness I hear somebody call my name
And when you realize how they tricked you this time
And it's all lies but I'm strung out on the wire
In these streets of fire

I live now, only with strangers
I talk to only strangers
I walk with angels that have no place
Streets of fire

1 comment:

  1. Amen. I love Springsteen too. I also love the way these conversations can morph into stories and musing upon himself.

    Thunder Road

    The screen door slams
    Marys dress sways
    Like a vision she dances across the porch
    As the radio plays
    Roy orbison singing for the lonely
    Hey that's me and I want you only
    Don't turn me home again
    I just can't face myself alone again