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To: Lost1 who wrote (2602)	6/29/1999 5:06:00 PM
From: accountclosed	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 63513

haven't seen him live. previous to in your time i was addicted to this one: ARTIST: Bob SegerTITLE: Fire Inside, The There's a hard moon risin' on the streets tonight There's a reckless feeling in your heart as you head out tonight Through the concrete canyons to the midtown lights Where the latest neon promises are burning bright Past the open windows on the darkened streets Where unseen angry voices flash and children cry Past the phony posers with their worn out lines Tired new money dressed to the ninesThe low life dealers with their bad designs And the dilletantes with their open mindsYou're out on the town Safe in the crowd Ready to go for the rideSearching the eyesLooking for clues There's nowhere you can hideThe fire inside Well you've been the the clubs and the discotheques Where the deal one another from the bottom of the deck of promises Where the cautious loners and emotional wrecks Do an acting stretch as a way to hide the obvious Then the lights for down and they dance real close And for one brief instant they pretend they're safe and warm Then the beat gets louder and the mood is gone The darkness scatters as the lights flash on They hold one another just a little too long Then they move appart and then move onOn to the streetOn to the next Safe in the knowledge that they triedFaking the smileHiding the pain Never satisfiedThe fire insideFire inside Now the hour is late and he thinks you're asleep You listen to him dress and you listen to him leaveLike you knew he would You hear his car pull away on the street Then you move to the door and you lock itWhen he's gone for good Then you walk to the window and stare at the moon Riding high and lonesome through a starlit sky Then in comes to you how it all slips awayYouth and beauty are gone one day No matter what you dream or feel or sayIt ends in dust and disarray Like wind on the plainsSand through the glassWaves rolling in with the tide Dreams die hardAnd we watch them erodeBut we cannot be deniedThe fire inside