I was born right here on randolph street in freehold
Here right behind that big red maple in freehold
Well, i went to school right here
Got laid and had my first beer
In freehold
Well, my folks always lived and worked right here in freehold
I remember running up the street, past the condo to the church here in
Freehold
Chase my daddy down in these bars
First fell in love with this guitar
Here in frehold
Well, i had my first kiss at the ymca canteen on a friday night
Maria espenoza tell me where are you 

Freehold歌词

Bruce Springsteen[布鲁

简介： Bruce Springsteen是美国70年代以来大红大紫的摇滚乐巨星之一。到了90年代，他依然光彩照人，余音袅袅。

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[ar:Cymbals Eat Guitars]
[al:Why There Are Mountains]
[by: ]
[00:02.00]Cymbals Eat Guitars - Cold Spring
[00:07.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:12.00]@ @
[00:17.00]
[00:28.51]We drove a hundred miles that day
[00:32.65]To see a Halloween parade
[00:39.56]Skeletal autumn in Cold Spring
[00:44.13]
[00:45.09]Parents holding hands with Pale Death's infants
[00:47.87]Shivering on the courthouse steps in polyester robes
[00:54.53]And exposed bone thermals
[00:59.22]
[01:01.37]March them down to riverside square
[01:06.52]Your teeth gnash together as you chew an Excedrin
[01:11.83]
[01:12.52]On the way home
[01:16.91]The empty parkway wound its way back
[01:21.11]through charred black pine
[01:23.72]Just like a wormhole
[01:28.04]Hickory death rattles into stagnant tracts of sky
[01:33.88]Like warnings whispered
[01:38.76]Antiphonal stridency that slept for half a century
[01:44.61]And where are you
[01:50.64]As lives are punctuated by moons
[01:56.07]
[02:49.56]I've never loved you more than when you said
[02:53.10]"I'm so scared of all the things I risk with kids I never knew existed"
[03:02.65]Time machine rotors ripping holes over Freehold
[03:06.48]Constellations rearrange and orbit 'round the steeple of First Presbyterian Church
[03:16.32]
[03:19.68]I am Bear Mountain
[03:22.37]I am entering orbit oh
[03:30.01]I am Bear Mountain
[03:31.93]I am entering orbit
[03:34.76]
[04:11.59]On the way home
[04:19.53]The empty parkway wound its way back through charred black pine
[04:24.19]Just like a wormhole
[04:29.69]A bridge becomes an island when the ends are disconnected
[04:34.04]Wind is feedback
[04:38.52]Antiphonal stridency that slept for half a century
[04:43.84]And where are you
[04:47.42]

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