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Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - MY FATHER`S HOUSE

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Last night I dreamed that I was a childOut where the pines grow wild and tallI was trying to make it home through the forestBefore the darkness fallsI heard the wind rustling through the treesAnd ghostly voices rose from the fieldsI ran with my heart pounding down that broken pathWith the devil snappin` at my heelsI broke through the trees, and there in the nightMy father`s house stood shining hard and brightThe branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my armsBut I ran till I fell, shaking in his armsI awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apartWill never again, sir, tear us from each other`s heartsI got dressed, and to that house I did rideFrom out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light I walked up the steps and stood on the porchA woman I didn`t recognize came and spoke to me through a chained doorI told her my story, and who I`d come forShe said "I`m sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"My father`s house shines hard and brightIt stands like a beacon calling me in the nightCalling and calling, so cold and aloneShining `cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned

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