The older I get, the more I dream about starring in my favorite songs. Like this one called My Beautiful Reward by Springsteen.
…From a house on a hill a sacred light shines
I walk through these rooms but none of them are mine
Down empty hallways I went from door to door
Searching for my beautiful reward
Well your hair shone in the sun
I was so high I was the lucky one
Then I came crashing down like a drunk on a barroom floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
I’m flyin’ high over gray fields my feathers long and black
Down along the river’s silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Here is The Boss performing it live in 1992.
You’re higher-minded than me; I’m aiming for either “Pink Cadillac,” “Stray Cat Strut” or “Werewolves of London.”