Bruce Springsteen

Down In The Hole

Bruce Springsteen

High Hopes


Sun comes every morning, but it ain't no friend
I get dressed and I go back again
The rain keeps on falling on twisted bones and dirt
I'm buried to my heart here in this hurt
The fire keeps on burning, you're waiting in the cold
Down in the hole, down in the hole

Dark and bloody autumn pierces my heart
The memory of your kiss tears me apart
The sky above is turning, the world below's gone gray
I thought that I could turn and walk away
But the fire keeps on burning, and I'm working in the cold
Down in the hole, down in the hole

Radio's crackling with the headlines
Wind in the phone lines
The sun upon your shoulder
Empty city skylines
The day rips apart, a dark and bloody pierced my heart

I got nothing but heart and sky and sunshine
the things you left behind
I wake to find my city's gone to black
Days just keep on falling
Your voice keeps on calling
I'm going to dig right here until I get you back
The fires keep on burning
I'm here with you in the cold
Down in the hole, down in the hole
Compositor: Bruce Springsteen (PRS)Editores: Eldridge Publishing Co., Sony/ATV Pop Music PublishingAdministração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Pop Music PublishingECAD verificado obra #34176674 em 02/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM

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