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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Lead Vocals
Brandon Flowers
Brandon Flowers
Lead Vocals
Ronnie Vannucci
Ronnie Vannucci
Drums
Robbie Connolly
Robbie Connolly
Keyboards
Ted Sablay
Ted Sablay
Guitar
Jake Blanton
Jake Blanton
Bass
Sophie Blair
Sophie Blair
Strings
Stuart Maxfield
Stuart Maxfield
Strings
David Price
David Price
Strings
Madison Wilde
Madison Wilde
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Flowers
Brandon Flowers
Songwriter
Ronnie Vannucci
Ronnie Vannucci
Songwriter
Dave Keuning
Dave Keuning
Songwriter
Mark Stoermer
Mark Stoermer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan King
Ryan King
Recording Engineer
Matt DiMona
Matt DiMona
Engineer
Ariel Rechtshaid
Ariel Rechtshaid
Mixing Engineer
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A dustland fairytale beginning
Just another white trash county kiss
In '61
Long brown hair and foolish eyes
He looked just like you'd want him to
Some kind of slick chrome American prince
A blue jean serenade
Moon River, what'd you do to me?
But I don't believe you
[Verse 2]
Saw Cinderella in a party dress
But she was looking for a night gown
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands
He's getting ready for the show down
I saw the minute that I turned away
I got my money on a pawn tonight
[Verse 3]
A change came in disguise of revelation
Set his soul on fire
She said she always knew he'd come around
[Verse 4]
And the decades disappear like sinking ships
But we persevere, God gives us hope
But we still fear what we don't know
The mind is poison
[Verse 5]
Castles in the sky
Sit stranded vandalized
The drawbridge is closing
[Verse 6]
Saw Cinderella in a party dress
But she was looking for a night gown
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands
He's getting ready for the show down
I saw the ending when they turned the page
I threw my money and I ran away
Straight to the Valley of the Great Divide
[Verse 7]
Out where the dreams all hide
Out where the wind don't blow
Out here the good girls die
And the sky don't snow
Out here the bird don't sing
Out here the field don't grow
Out here the bell don't ring
Out here the bell don't ring
Out here the good girls die
[Verse 8]
Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep
It's such a bitter form of refuge
Ah, don't you know the kingdom's under siege
And everybody needs you?
Is there still magic in that midnight sun
Or did you leave it back in '61?
In the cadence of a young man's eyes
Out where the dreams all hide
Written by: Brandon Flowers, Dave Keuning, Mark Stoermer, Ronnie Vannucci
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