Bruce Randall Hornsby nació el 23 de noviembre de 1954 en Williamsburg, Virginia, en el seno de una familia con una rica historia musical. Desde temprana edad, mostró un notable talento para la música, aprendiendo a tocar el piano con la ayuda de su madre y sus hermanos mayores. La influencia musical en su hogar fue variada, desde el jazz hasta la música clásica y el rock and roll, lo que permitió a Bruce desarrollar un estilo único.
Bruce cursó estudios en la Universidad de Richmond y la Berklee College of Music, donde perfeccionó sus habilidades pianísticas y expandió sus conocimientos musicales. Tras graduarse, comenzó su carrera profesional tocando en bandas locales y eventualmente se mudó a Los Ángeles en busca de mayores oportunidades.
En 1984, Bruce formó la banda Bruce Hornsby and the Range. Dos años más tarde, lanzaron su álbum debut The Way It Is, que rápidamente se convirtió en un éxito rotundo. El sencillo principal del mismo nombre, "The Way It Is", alcanzó el número uno en las listas de Billboard y se convirtió en una canción emblemática de la década de 1980. El álbum ganó el Premio Grammy al Mejor Artista Nuevo en 1987.
A lo largo de sus años con The Range, lanzaron otros álbumes exitosos como Scenes from the Southside (1988) y A Night on the Town (1990). La música de la
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The show goes on by Bruce Hornsby What's the long face, whats all the crying for
Didn't you expect it when you opened your door
To the man with the long coat and the long list of victims
Everybody watching knows he's the one keeping score
From where she sits, everyone stands in judgement
People watching as the curtain falls down
See the lights do a long slow fade...
The show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking on
Everyone watching all along
The show goes on, as the autumn's coming
And the summer's all gone
Still without you, the show goes on
Some say she's alright, some say she'll never learn
Some rush into things, some stand and wait their turn
I've been here all along standing here all this time
But you never noticed, just let the same tired flames burn
From where she sits, everyone stands in judgement
People watching as the curtain falls down
See the lights do a long slow fade
The show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking on
Everyone watching all along
The show goes on, as the autumn's coming
And the summer's all gone
Still without you, the show goes on
Time is passing, slowly passing you by
You better try to find it before it passes you by
As I watch you walking to another cold dawn
And you keep on walking
And they keep on talking
Talking all along
From where she sits, everyone stands in judgement
Everybody watching as the curtain falls down
See the lights do a long slow fade
The show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking on
Everyone watching all along
The show goes on, as the autumn's coming
And the summer's all gone
Still without you, the show goes on
And the summer's all gone
Still without you, the show goes on
And the summer's all gone
Still without you, the show goes on