My Father's House (Benefiting Artists for Peace and Justice) [Live from the Kennedy Center Honors]

Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
Before whole darkness falls

I awoke and I imagined all those things that had pulled us apart
Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts
I got dressed and to that house I did ride
From out on the road, I could see those windows shining in light

My father's house shines hard and bright
Shines like a beacon calling me in the night
Calling and calling, so cold and alone
Shining 'cross the dark highway, where our sins, they lie unatoned



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
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