Ok, that was a mistake...

[profundis]

This came on iTunes and I made the mistake of listening to it. Now I can't breathe through my nose and I want to go to bed and hide there for the rest of the weekend.

*******

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 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 other's 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

Comments

[sunflower1969.livejournal.com]

yeah, that is in my opinion Springsteen's best moment. That song practically defines "haunting."

[johnspiff.livejournal.com]

HUGS.

every now and then it amazes me the things that *will* trigger me, especially with emotional stuff i am still dealing with from iraq. more and more i find certain things that make me want to curl up in a ball and cry. and i firmly believe that there is nothing wrong with that.

so go ahead. curl up. cry. let it out and face the next day

[clauditorium.livejournal.com]

I've long been a fan of this one. Viva Springsteen.

[journiey.livejournal.com]

Hugging You Love.