Bruce Springsteen - My Father's House lyrics
[Bruce Springsteen - My Father's House lyrics]
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 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 'til 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 other's hearts
I got dressed and to that house, I did ride
From out on the road I could
See it's 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
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it
Home through the forest
Before the 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 'til 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 other's hearts
I got dressed and to that house, I did ride
From out on the road I could
See it's 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