Bruce Does One Because He Has To

January 27th is a lousy day in Fazzolari history. It was six years ago when Jeff was stricken and all through the day yesterday I thought of how many days have passed since...the pain just doesn't go away.

Bruce let me consider hope.

"Across The Border" - Bruce Springsteen - Ghost of Tom Joad

Tonight my bag is packed
Tomorrow I'll walk these tracks
That will lead me across the border

Tomorrow my love and I
Will sleep 'neath auburn skies
Somewhere across the border

We'll leave behind my dear
The pain and sadness we found here
And we'll drink from the Bravo's muddy water

Where the sky grows gray and wide
We'll meet on the other side
There across the border

For you I'll build a house
High upon a grassy hill
Somewhere across the border

Where pain and memory
Pain and memory have been stilled
There across the border

And sweet blossoms fill the air
Pastures of gold and green
Roll down into cool clear waters

And in your arms 'neath open skies
I'll kiss the sorrow from your eyes
There across the border

Tonight we'll sing the songs
I'll dream of you my corazón
And tomorrow my heart will be strong

And may the saints' blessing and grace
Carry me safely into your arms
There across the border

For what are we
Without hope in our hearts
That someday we'll drink from God's blessed waters


And eat the fruit from the vine
I know love and fortune will be mine
Somewhere across the border



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