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  • as an example
    • new york fan (no login)
      Posted Jun 17, 2012 3:37 AM

      as an example of what i'm aiming for in a treatment of an anissa jones story, i'll post the lyrics of what i consider the best thing bruce springsteen ever wrote. there's moral complexity here, moral ambiguity, moral mystery, moral maturity. i think in this song springsteen took symbol, dream, fable, omen misread, omen missed, mystery, and spun them all together brilliantly. there's the ghostly, allegorical quality of hawthorne here, everything could be read, or misread, as actual. there's the mystery of knowing one's own self, and the mystery of knowing the real self of others, there's the mystery and confusion of love. there's the unknowingness, and the tentative, that is always present in living and in loving someone, here and now.

      please don't simply read this song as a husband or boyfriend addressing his wife or girlfriend, or vice versa, you would be missing the deeper meaning of the lyrics. this song could be anyone who has ever loved anyone, mother and daughter, father and son. this is paula talking to anissa, anissa talking to paula. this is paula talking to john paul, john paul talking to paula. this is the mystery and the illusion in every encounter of one human being with another.

      "BRILLIANT DISGUISE" - bruce springsteen

      I hold you in my arms as the band plays
      What are those words whispered baby just as you turn away
      I saw you last night out on the edge of town
      I wanna read your mind and know just what Ive got in this new thing Ive found
      So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes
      Is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise

      I heard somebody call your name from underneath our willow
      I saw something tucked in shame underneath your pillow
      Well Ive tried so hard baby but I just can't see
      What a woman like you is doing with me
      So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes
      Is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise

      Now look at me baby struggling to do everything right
      And then it all falls apart when out go the lights
      Im just a lonely pilgrim I walk this world in wealth
      I want to know if it's you I don't trust cause I damn sure don't trust

      Now you play the loving woman I'll play the faithful man
      But just don't look too close into the palm of my hand
      We stood at the alter the gypsy swore our future was right
      But come the wee wee hours maybe baby the gypsy lied
      So when you look at me you better look hard and look twice
      Is that me baby or just a brilliant disguise

      Tonight our bed is cold
      Im lost in the darkness of our love
      God have mercy on the man
      Who doubts what he's sure of
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