Saw My Reflection In A Window, Didn’t Know My Own Face
This one’s for all of you wondering if I’d forgotten about Bruce Springsteen what with my jabbering about The Beatles and the blues and all.
My dad gave me a hand-me-down coat at Christmas — note, he didn’t give me a hand-me-down for Christmas. It was in addition to, as it were. Anyroad, the coat hangs a little low — it’s a bit big for me — but when I walk around outside in the cold (OK, relative cold for all you northeasterners and midwesterners getting hammered by snow and the like) with my hands in the pocket, I feel a little like Bruce Springsteen in the “Streets of Philadelphia” video. I’ve been humming the song for days now and went back and listened to it this afternoon.
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