The Promised Land

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This was to be my 1000th post anyway...guess God gave it even more meaning...

The Promised Land by Bruce Springsteen

On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town
Driving 'cross the Waynesboro county line
I got the radio on and I'm just killing time.
Working all day in my daddy's garage
driving all night chasing some mirage
Pretty soon, little girl, I'm gonna' take charge.

The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land.

I've done my best to live the right way
I get up each morning and go to work each day
but your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold
sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode
Explode and tear this whole town apart
take a knife and cut this pain from my heart.

The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land.

There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm
Gonna' be a twister to blow everything down
that ain't got the FAITH to stand its ground

Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
blow away the dreams that break your heart
blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted...

The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land.


If there is one thing ever written that can mean more to me, I haven't read it yet. Just fantastic from start to finish and when the harmonica meets the sax, I basically shed a tear. Life can be a struggle of epic proportions and there's so much that can tear you down.

Blow away the dreams that break your heart.

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