They're still racing out at the Trestles,
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But that blood it never burned in her veins,
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Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview,
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And a style she's trying to maintain.
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Well, if she wants to see me,
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You can tell her that I'm easily found,
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Tell her there's a spot out 'neath Abram's Bridge,
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And tell her, there's a darkness on the edge of town.
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Everybody's got a secret, Sonny,
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Something that they just can't face,
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Some folks spend their whole lives trying to keep it,
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They carry it with them every step that they take.
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Till some day they just cut it loose
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Cut it loose or let it drag 'em down,
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Where no one asks any questions,
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or looks too long in your face,
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In the darkness on the edge of town.
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Some folks are born into a good life,
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Other folks get it anyway, anyhow,
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I lost my money and I lost my wife,
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Them things don't seem to matter much to me now.
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Tonight I'll be on that hill 'cause I can't stop,
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I'll be on that hill with everything I got,
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Lives on the line where dreams are found and lost,
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I'll be there on time and I'll pay the cost,
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For wanting things that can only be found
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In the darkness on the edge of town.
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Darkness On The Edge Of Town
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| Bruce Springsteen |
