Bruce Springsteen
Stolen Car

Relationships is the subject of Stolen Car, as Springsteen compares the crumbling of a marriage to riding in a stolen car. The narrator desparately watches his marriage fall apart. Springsteen focuses on the "invisibility" of his characters in the last verse. No matter what he does, no one even sees the narrator drive by.

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Well I found me a little girl and I settled down
In a pretty little house in a pretty little town
We got married, and promised never to part
Then little by little we drifted from each other's hearts

Now I'm driving a stolen car
On a pitch-black night
And I'm doing my best to make it through
Well I'm just sittin' down here at the Stanton light
I wanna get caught but I never do

At first I thought it was just restlessness
That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep
But in the end it was something more I guess
That tore us apart and made us weep

And I'm driving a stolen car
Waitin' on that little red light
I keep tellin' myself everythings' gonna be alright
But I ride by night, and I travel and feel
That in this darkness I might just disappear

She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote
When our love was young and we were bold
She said last night she read those letters
And they made her feel a hundred years old

There's a river runs by that little town
Down into the sea
It was there in the shade
I lay my body down
As she flowed on so effortlessly
Now there's a party tonight out at County Line
They'll be dancing down at Seven Trees
From these banks I can see those party lights shine
Maybe she's there, maybe she's lookin' for me

Last night I dreamed I made the call
I swore to return and stay forevermore
Once again we stood on the wedding steps at Victory Hall
And walked on and on through the chapel door
I can remember how good I felt inside
When the preacher said, "son, you may kiss the bride"
But as I leaned over to touch your pretty lips
I felt it all slip away through my fingertips

And I'm driving a stolen car
Through a pitch black night
I keep tellin' myself everthing's gonna be alright
But I ride by night and I travel in fear
No matter what I do or where I drive
Nobody ever sees me when I ride by

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West Chester University
History 650
Seminar in 20th Century
American Popular Culture
Dr. Charles Hardy
Fall 2003
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