Randolph Street (Master Of Electricity) - Bruce Springsteen

    I remember yesterday
    When I'd sit and watch the hound dogs play
    Howlin' at the China moon
    Now yesterday is the busted balloon
    Life was young and things were easy,
    Days were short, nights were warm
    Times were good
    Hate was shallow
    Love was crazy and I had it in my marrow
    And I swear that I've seen your face somewhere back in that time
    and in that place
    Do you remember
    The old house stood like World War Two with just two rooms
    and a hall to be used
    The lady was mean
    Just slightly unclean with a heart of cold silver and gold
    The kitchen smelled of kerosene
    Celing hung down unveiled the rotted beams
    and the man, they said, his work it could of hung in the lub
    Now he sits around all day because his left arm won't move
    He was a master of the art of electricity
    He lectured on tubes and circuitry
    He was self-employed, but he could never see his way into the light
    He had a room full of switches and dials and lights and
    a head full of clouds and eyes full of sight
    And when it got dark,
    I could hear his heart beat like a mother in the night
    She stood like a guardian ready to give everything up
    If I had asked for a sword and her blood in a cup
    but there was just a time when I asked for too much
    She sighed because she could not give it
    We used to sit beneath the tree just the lady, the radio man and me
    And I think it was the winter of '63 the man went away and let us be
    It was early on an August day that the lady decided she too must go away
    For her heart it seems could not pay the price for what her body was buying
    I came home from school and I found the note
    I went into the kitcken and lit the old stove
    With senses set on overload
    I turned on the TV, spent the rest of the afternoon watching
    all my old cartoons thru the hall
    and across the porch was the sun surrendered like a crying torch

    Marco Giunco
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