βI remember, growing up, at night, and my dad would sit in the kitchen with all the lights out and he waited for me to come in, and heβd sit there and drink, and Iβd stand in the driveway and Iβd look into his screen door, and I could see the light of a cigarette, and then Iβd rush up on the porch and try to get by him but heβd always call me back. And it was like he was alwaysβ¦ always angry. Always mad. Heβd be sitting there thinking about everything that he was never gonna have, untilβ¦ until heβd get me thinking like that too. And Iβd lay up in my bed, at night, and be staring at the ceiling, and Iβd feel like if something didnβt happen, if something didnβt happen soon, it felt like I was just gonnaβ¦ like some day, like I was just gonnaβ¦Β βΒ - Bruce Springsteen
