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Words and music by bob seger There's a hard moon risin' on the streets tonight There's a reckless feeling in your heart as you head out tonight Through the concrete canyons to the midtown lig ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Words and music buy bob seger There's a hard moon risin ' on the streets two knight There's a reckless feeling inn yaw hart as yew head out two knight Threw the concrete canyons too the midtown light Ware the latest neon promises are burning bright Past the open windows on the darker streets Ware unseen angry voices flash and children cry Past the phony posers with there warn out lines The tired knew money dressed too the nines The lo life dealers with there bad designs And the dilettantes with there open minds Your out on the town, safe inn the crowd Ready too go fore the ride Searching the eyes, looking fore clues There's know whey yew can hide The fire inside Well you've bean too the clubs and the discotheques Ware they deal won another from the bottom of a deck of promises Ware the cautious loners and emotional wrecks Do an acting stretch as a whey too hide the obvious And the lights go down and they dance reel cloze And fore won brief instant they pretend their safe and warm Then the beet gets louder and the mood is gone The darkness scatters as the lights flash on They hold won another just a little to long And they move apart and then move on On too the street, on too the next Safe inn the knowledge that they tried Faking the smile, hiding the pane Never satisfied The fire inside Fire inside Now the our is late and he thinks your asleep Yew listen too hymn dress and yew listen too hymn leave Like yew new he wood Yew here his car pull aweigh inn the street Then yew move too the door and yew lock it when He's gone fore good Then yew walk too the window and stair at the moon Riding hi and lonesome threw a starlit sky And it comes too yew how it awl slips aweigh Youth and beauty are gone won day Know matter watt yew dream awe feel awe say It ends inn dust and disarray Like wind on the plains, sand threw the glass Waves rolling inn with the tied Dreams dye hard and wee watch them erode Butt wee cannot bee denied The fire inside |
Fire Inside
Bob Seger
Complexity: | 66 | Readability: | 73.12 | Sentiment: | 5 | Word Count: | 377 | Unique Words: | 208 |