Long Walk Home

One of the greatest songs of this young century so far. 

Long Walk Home

Last night I stood at your doorstep
Trying to figure out what went wrong
You just slipped somethin' into my palm 
Then you were gone
I could smell the same deep green of summer
Above me the same night sky was glowin'
In the distance I could see the town where I was born

It's gonna be a long walk home
Hey, pretty darling, don't wait up for me 
Gonna be a long walk home
A long walk home

In town I passed Sal's grocery
The barbershop on South Street
I looked into their faces 
They were all rank strangers to me
The veterans' hall high up on the hill 
Stood silent and alone
The diner was shuttered and boarded 
With a sign that just said "gone"

It's gonna be a long walk home
Hey, pretty darling, don't wait up for me 
Gonna be a long walk home
Hey, pretty darling, don't wait up for me 
Gonna be a long walk home 
It's gonna be a long walk home

Here everybody has a neighbor
Everybody has a friend
Everybody has a reason to begin again

My father said "Son, we're lucky in this town
It's a beautiful place to be born
It just wraps its arms around you
Nobody crowds you, nobody goes it alone
You know, that flag flying over the courthouse
Means certain things are set in stone
Who we are, what we'll do and what we won't."

Its gonna be a long walk home
Hey, pretty darling, don't wait up for me 
Gonna be a long walk home
Hey, pretty darling, don't wait up for me 
Gonna be a long walk home 
It's gonna be a long walk home

Its gonna be a long walk home
Hey, pretty darling, don't wait up for me 
Gonna be a long walk home
Hey, pretty darling, don't wait up for me 
Gonna be a long walk home 
It's gonna be a long walk home

It's gonna be a long walk home
  

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Writer of comics and books and stuff.
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One Response to Long Walk Home

  1. Georgia observer says:

    I wouldn’t be surprised if this is still one of the greatest songs of the century when the 21st century is middle aged, and when it is old. As long as Americans fail to be outraged by human rights violations, regardless of who commits them, but *especially* when they are committed by Americans – whether they be torture, rendition, secret prisons, denial of habeous corpus; as well as illegal spying and other violations of the constitution, politicizing of the Justice Department and other branches of government; tolerance of poverty and completely inadequate health care; and generally being tricked into believing that lies are the truth and the truth, lies – we’ll still be on a very long walk to find the ideals, the principles that are as much the United States of America as the ground we stand on. That’s the home Bruce Springsteen and I love and about which he writes so perfectly. If we do get home, the song will still be a great reminder of how easy it is to stray, a reminder of the dark period of American history that began the century.

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