Harter Cut, aber so läuft’s im Leben nun mal gelegentlich… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
12. Bruce Springsteen – Atlantic City (1982)
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold
But with you forever, I’ll stay
We’re going out where the sand’s turning to gold
Put on your stockings, baby, ‚cause the night’s getting cold
And everything dies, baby, that’s a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
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How come the lights dim every time I plug you in?