bruce springsteen
the fuse
Down at the court house they're ringing the flag down Long black line of cars snaking slow through town Red sheets snapping on the line With this ring will you be mine The fuse is burning, shut out the lights The fuse is burning, come on let me do you right Trees on fire with the first fall's frost Long black line in front of Holy Cross Blood moon rising in a sky of black dust Tell me baby who do you trust? The fuse is burning, shut out the lights The fuse is burning, come on let me do you right Tyres on the highway hissing something's coming You can feel the wires in the tree tops humming Devil's on the horizon line Your kiss and I'm alive Quiet afternoon, an empty house On the edge of bed you slip off your blouse The room is burning with the noon sun Your bittersweet taste on my tongue The fuse is burning, shut out the lights The fuse is burning, come on let me do you right The fuse is burning, shut out the lights The fuse is burning, come on let me do you right The fuse is burning, the fuse is burning The fuse is burning, the fuse is burning.