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Springsteen Bruce Devils Dust

are kept In the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he slept And she got lost in the days The smile Raney depended on dusted away The arms

: Where the creek runs shallow and sandy The moon swoops over the stars straight into my arms I'm going to get birth naked and bury my old soul And dance

: One, two, three, four Blind man wavin' by the side of the road In a flatbed Ford carryin' a heavy load Sweet thing sipping on a blueberry wine On

the angels, sold wings of lead Then I fell in the roses and sweet salvation of Maria's bed I been out in the desert yeah doin' my time Searchin' through the dust

: I wanna build me a house, on higher ground I wanna find me a world, where love's the only sound High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt

I know what it's like to have failed baby With the whole world lookin' on I know what it's like to have been so sure Wake up and find it all gone Now

into your eyes There's just devils and dust We're a long, long way from home, Bobbie Home's a long, long way from us I feel a dirty wind blowing Devils and dust

I wanna build me a house, on higher ground I wanna find me a world, where love's the only sound High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt I

on the Matamoros banks Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean beds I walk on sandals of twine and tire tread My pockets full of dust, my mouth filled