My Father's House(Live at the Walter Kerr Theatre, New York, NY - July 2018) - Bruce Springsteen

作词：B. Springsteen

作曲：B. Springsteen

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

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 others 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