Secret Garden
Sir I am a pilgrim and a stranger in this land
Once I had a home here, my salvation was at hand
I lived in a fine home, I was respected and satisfied
I had two beautiful children and a kind and loving wife
Then one day a man came to town, a man with nothing and nowhere to go
He came to my door and mentioned something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home on his vow that nothing would be said
One night I rose from a dreamless sleep and I went to his bed
I watched as he lay sleeping, I reached out and touched his cheek
Felt a chill run through my bones and I fled into the street
I woke up in a motel room with the light rushing in
Like someone had thrust open a door and closed it tight again
I tried to understand why I felt these things that I felt
And why I walked these streets at night a stranger to myself
Last night the same dream keeps coming around
I'm standing high in the green hills looking across to the outskirts of town
The night air fills my lungs, the wind sweeps around me so strong
Stars rise in a black endless sky, grow brighter and brighter then gone, gone, gone
Once I had a home here, my salvation was at hand
I lived in a fine home, I was respected and satisfied
I had two beautiful children and a kind and loving wife
Then one day a man came to town, a man with nothing and nowhere to go
He came to my door and mentioned something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home on his vow that nothing would be said
One night I rose from a dreamless sleep and I went to his bed
I watched as he lay sleeping, I reached out and touched his cheek
Felt a chill run through my bones and I fled into the street
I woke up in a motel room with the light rushing in
Like someone had thrust open a door and closed it tight again
I tried to understand why I felt these things that I felt
And why I walked these streets at night a stranger to myself
Last night the same dream keeps coming around
I'm standing high in the green hills looking across to the outskirts of town
The night air fills my lungs, the wind sweeps around me so strong
Stars rise in a black endless sky, grow brighter and brighter then gone, gone, gone
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NOTES
La version studio de Fugitive's Dream a été enregistrée le 24 mars 1983, à Thrill Hill West (Los Angeles, CA). Cette version est la seule version officielle. Elle partage une grande partie de ses paroles avec les chansons Unsatisfied Heart et Fugitive's Dream (Ballad), parue sur l'album L.A. Garage Sessions '83, au sein du coffret Tracks II : The Lost Albums (2025).
Bruce Springsteen chant, guitare, programmation de batterie, basse, claviers, percussion
Produit par Bruce Springsteen et Ron Aniello
Enregistré par Mike Batlan
Mixé par Mike Batlan
Bruce Springsteen chant, guitare, programmation de batterie, basse, claviers, percussion
Produit par Bruce Springsteen et Ron Aniello
Enregistré par Mike Batlan
Mixé par Mike Batlan
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