Dustland (feat. Bruce Springsteen)

A Dustland fairytale beginning With just another white trash county kiss In '61, long brown hair and foolish eyes He looked just like you'd want him to Some kind of slick chrome American prince A blue jean serenade Moon River, what'd you do to me I don't believe you Saw Cinderella in a party dress She was looking for a night gown Saw the devil wrapping up his hands He's getting ready for the showdown Saw the minute that I turned away I got my money on a pawn tonight The change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire She said she always knew he'd come around And the decades disappear like sinking ships, but we persevere God gives us hope, but we still fear what we don't know The mind is poison Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalized We're drawbridges closing Saw Cinderella in a party dress But she was looking for a nightgown I saw the devil wrapping up his hands He's getting ready for the showdown I saw the ending when they turned the page I threw my money and I ran away Straight to the valley of the great divide Out where the dreams all hide Out where the wind don't blow Out here the good girls die And the sky don't snow Out here the bird don't sing Out here the field don't grow Out here the bells don't ring Out here the bell don't ring Out here the good girls die Now Cinderella, don't you go to sleep It's such a bitter form of refuge Oh, don't you know the kingdom's under siege And everybody needs you Is there still magic in the midnight sun Or did you leave it back in '61 In the cadence of a young man's eyes Out where the dreams all hide?