Visitation At Fort Horn  - Bruce Springsteen

    Behind the walls, where heat lightning falls
    On five-starred map-faced princes
    The buffalo man shoots at tin cans
    Turns and shouts 'Children, blow your bridges'
    In death row halls, where dust men stall
    For time's an enemy and a friend
    At night, jackals crawl from the cracks in the walls
    The salvation is never spoken

    Morning sickness breaks the garrison gates
    The cavalry cries for treason
    The soldier strokes his pony
    And goes to shine the Captain's sword
    In this young boy's eyes lie reason

    But then the Sergeant burst in, says
    "Captain, I caught a prisoner, Captain. A prisoner, what ho?
    The Captain looks up and says, 'Let her go."
    'But Captain, she commands the lightships that patrol the sea around the rainbow tips
    Whose bagpipes wail unbroken
    She haunts the night and the dawn and the light
    On her sounds and words, your cavalry's choking'
    The Captain says, 'Have no fear, boys, for what you hear
    Because danger can't be spoken'

    The war wind crackles and I hear the rustle of shackles
    From the stockade door bursts Merlin
    His eyes red and swollen, like they've been pushed into the sun
    His robe's aflame and burning
    He jumps a horse, tries to get away, but gets caught in his irons,
    Tangled in his irons, and he falls to the ground, his neck was broken
    His spirit rises high into the western sky
    The magician lies an empty token

    The sergeant walks over and kicks his body and says
    "Captain, he's dead, uh, I think he's dead, uh, what should we do with him?'
    The Captain says, 'Hang him.'
    For those live moments on this earth are well-spent
    And I can see his body sure well-bent
    It's his magic that must be broken

    And now night cradles low
    The penniless weed plays raw filth in the Captain's corner
    With anvils spread wide, the Captain glides
    Each blow to scare her, not hurt her
    She spits with truth at the Captain's boots
    But he holds his rage suspended

    The Sergeant comes stinking of soldiers' gin
    And cries 'Captain, the storm, she blows unending'
    Whoa, and the lightning cracked
    And the sky was hacked by dagger rain
    It was torn, and the yard was charged into a raging sea
    And the Captain ran crazily
    For the first time in his life, in the Captain's heart, fear was born

    So the Captain storms out on the stoop
    Panics when he sees Merlin's hung body stretched by the neck
    Silhouetted on his door
    The sergeant screams 'Captain, look high, look to the sky
    Some whirling, swirling emission'
    The Captain falls to his knees, crying silent pleas
    Because he knows, he knows,
    And he thinks to himself,
    'A magician'


    Marco Giunco
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