[00:00.000] 作词 : Bruce Springsteen
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
[00:45.07]Remember the morning we dug up your gun
[00:50.32]The worms in the barrel, the hanging sun
[00:55.50]Those first nervous of evenings perfume and gin
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[01:00.81]The lost smell on your breath as I helped you get it in
[01:06.11]The rush of your lips, the feel of your name
[01:11.68]The beat in your heart, the devil's arcade
[01:20.55]You said "Heroes are needed, so heroes get made"
[01:25.87]Somebody made a bet, somebody paid
[01:31.62]The cool desert morning and nothing to save
[01:36.55]Just metal and plastic where your body caved
[01:41.99]The slow games of poker with Lieutenant Ray
[01:47.43]In the ward with the blue walls, a sea with no name
[01:52.31]Where you lie adrift with the heroes of the devil's arcade
[02:02.00]You sleep and you dream, your buddies Charlie and James
[02:08.49]And wake with a thick desert dust on your skin
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[02:54.38]Voice says "don't worry, I'm here
[02:59.38]Just whisper the word tomorrow in my ear"
[03:05.07]House on a quiet street, a home for the brave
[03:09.95]A glorious kingdom with the sun on your face
[03:15.76]Rising from a long night as dark as the grave
[03:20.26]On a thin chain of next moments and something like faith
[03:25.82]On a morning to order a breakfast to make
[03:31.26]A bed draped in sunshine, a body that waits
[03:36.51]For the touch of your fingers, the end of the day
[03:42.01]The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart
[03:47.32]The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart
[03:52.57]The beat of your heart, the beat of her heart
[03:58.01]The beat of your heart, the slow burning away
[04:03.32]Of the bitter fires of the devil's arcade
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