I got a new suit of clothes
A pretty red rose
And a woman I can call my friend
Better Days-Bruce Springsteen
Well now on a summer night in a dusky room
Come a little piece of the Lord's undying light
Crying like he swallowed the fiery moon
In his mother's arms it was all the beauty I could take
Like the missing words to some prayer that I could never make
In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused
Searching for a little bit of God's mercy
I found living proof
Living Proof-Bruce Springsteen
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