Lyric My Father s House - Bruce Springsteen

Lyric Song My Father s House: 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 the darkness falls
I heard the wind rustling through the trees
And ghostly voices rose from the fields
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
With the devil snappin at my heels
I broke through the trees and there in the night
My father s house stood shining hard and bright
The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
But I ran till I fell shaking in his arms
I awoke and I imagined the hard things that 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 its s shining in light
I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
A woman I didn t recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
I told her my story and who I d come for
She said I m sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore
My father s house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
Calling and calling so cold and alone
Shining `cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned