“I’m tired of waitin’ for tomorrow to come
Or that train to come roarin’ ’round the bend
I got a new suit of clothes and a pretty red rose
A woman I can call my friend
These are better days baby
Yeah there’s better days shining through.”
–Better Days, Bruce Springsteen
In 1992, when this album came out, I had just fallen in love. This song seemed so timely. Many years up the road, that woman I fell in love with is my wife. The song just came up on random play on my iPod. It still makes my heart skip a beat. Better days indeed. . .