Artist:
Bruce Springsteen
Song Title :
Devil's Arcade Lyrics
Complete Album Lyrics:
Magic
Remember the morning we dug up your gun The worms in the barrel, the hangin' sun Those first nervous evenings perfume and gin The lost smell on your breath as I helped you get it inThe rush of your lips, the feel of your name The beat of your heart, the devil's arcade You said heroes are needed, so heroes get made Somebody made a bet, somebody paid The cool desert morning, then nothin' to saveJust metal and plastic where your body cavedThe slow games of poker with Lieutenant RayIn the ward with the blue walls, a sea with no name Where you lie adrift with the heroesOf the devil's arcade You sleep and dream of your buddies Charlie and JimAnd wake with the thick desert dust on your skin A voice says "Don't worry, I'm here"Just whisper the word 'tomorrow' in my ear A house on a quiet street, a home for the brave The glorious kingdom of the sun on your face Rising from a long night as dark as the grave On a thin chain of next moments And something like faithOn a morning to order, a breakfast to make A bed draped in sunshine, a body that waits For the touch of your fingers The end of a dayThe beat of your heart, the beat of your heart The beat of your heart, the beat of her heartThe beat of your heart, the beat of her heartThe beat of her heart, the slow burning awayOf the bitter fires of the devil's arcade