Dustland (feat. Bruce Springsteen)

A Dustland fairytale beginning

With just another white trash county kiss

In '61, long brown hair and foolish eyes

He looked just like you'd want him to

Some kind of slick chrome American prince

A blue jean serenade

Moon River, what'd you do to me

I don't believe you

Saw Cinderella in a party dress

She was looking for a night gown

Saw the devil wrapping up his hands

He's getting ready for the showdown

Saw the minute that I turned away

I got my money on a pawn tonight

The change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire

She said she always knew he'd come around

And the decades disappear like sinking ships, but we persevere

God gives us hope, but we still fear what we don't know

The mind is poison

Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalized

We're drawbridges closing

Saw Cinderella in a party dress

But she was looking for a nightgown

I saw the devil wrapping up his hands

He's getting ready for the showdown

I saw the ending when they turned the page

I threw my money and I ran away

Straight to the valley of the great divide

Out where the dreams all hide

Out where the wind don't blow

Out here the good girls die

And the sky don't snow

Out here the bird don't sing

Out here the field don't grow

Out here the bells don't ring

Out here the bell don't ring

Out here the good girls die

Now Cinderella, don't you go to sleep

It's such a bitter form of refuge

Oh, don't you know the kingdom's under siege

And everybody needs you

Is there still magic in the midnight sun

Or did you leave it back in '61

In the cadence of a young man's eyes

Out where the dreams all hide?