"All of the old faces
ask you why you’re back
They fit you with position
and the keys to your daddy’s Cadillac
In the darkness of your room
your mother calls you by your true name
You remember the faces, the places, the names
You know it’s never over
it’s relentless as the rain
Adam raised a Cain...."
To contribute to the discography section email to contrib@brucespringsteen.it Please specify in the mail the
source of your informations.
Support this site buying Springsteen and related artists records
from