Track Title:               The Fire Inside

Album Title:               Greatest Hits
Prime Artist:              Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band
Written by:                Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band
Lyrics:
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
Their tired new money dressed to the nines
The low life dealers with their bad designs
And the dilletantes with their open minds
You're out on the town
Safe in the crowd
Ready to go for the ride
Searching the eyes
Looking for Clues
There's nowhere you can hide
The 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 on
On to the street
On to the next
Safe in the Knowledge that the tried
Faking the smile
Hiding the pain
Never satisfied
The Fire Inside
Fire Inside
Now the hour is late
And he thinks you're asleep
You listen to him dress
And you listen to him leave
Like you knew he would
You hear his car pull away on the street
Then you move to the door and you lock it
When 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 away
Youth and beauty are gone one day
No matter what you dream
Or feel or say
It ends in dust
And disarray
Like wind on the plains
Sand through the glass
Waves rolling in with
The tide
Dreams die hard
And we watch them erode
But we cannot be denied
The Fire Inside


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