Confessions of a Springsteen fan

The deepest, darkest thoughts of the Boss's loyal fanbase. Feel free to submit text or your own photo edits. All posts will be anonymous unless otherwise stated.

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I wish YOU, yes you, a happy, healthy and peaceful 2014! Big love and hugs out there to my followers.

sparepartsandbrokenhearts:

I wish YOU, yes you, a happy, healthy and peaceful 2014! Big love and hugs out there to my followers.

High Hopes has leaked.

Anonymous asked: I'm watching (and listening!) to Bruce live in Rio and there's a very real chance that I will fall behind on several projects that I need to have finished by Monday morning. It's all worth it, though, because Bruce's music makes me feel alive, makes me realize why I'm willing to have these deadlines to begin with.

Sorry to be so late posting your msg!

Glory Days, Yeah they’ll pass you by….
Happy 64th Birthday, Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen! (23 September 1949)

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Anonymous asked: I honestly feel bad for people who don't understand Bruce like we do. The talent, the honesty, the rawness and the message...if you don't have that in your life you're not even living. I've grown up listening to Bruce from my parents and I totally get why I've seen my dad sit and cry to his songs. The music is real. It sums up your life. And more importantly it gives you perspective and hope.


The sky was falling and streaked with blood I heard you calling me, then you disappeared into the dust Up the stairs, into the fire Up the stairs, into the fire I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire May your strength give us strength May your faith give us faith May your hope give us hope May your love give us love

The sky was falling and streaked with blood
I heard you calling me, then you disappeared into the dust
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs, into the fire

May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love