Bruce Springsteen
We playd king on the mountain.
Out on the end.
The world come chargin up the hill.
And we where woman and man.
We stood side by side,
each one fighting for the others
and we said until we died
we`d always be blood brothers.
Now the hardness of this world
slowly grinds your dreams away
making a fools joke,
out of the promises we made.
And what once seemed black and white
turns in so many shades of grey
we lost ourselves in work to do,
work to do and pills to pay.
And it`s a ride, ride, ride
and there ain`t much cover.
With no one running bye your side,
my blood brother.
The houses of the dead,
past those fallen in there tracks.
Always moving ahead.
And never looking back.
Now I don`t know how i feel.
I don`t know how i feel tonight.
If I`ve falling neath the wheal,
I`ve lost or I gained sight.
I don`t even know why.
I don`t know why I made this call.
Or if any of this matters.
Anymore after all.
But the stars are burning bright.
Like some mysterie uncovered.
I`m walking through the dark
with you in my heart.
My blood brother.
(hinzugefügt von Patricia Schrittwieser)