Anybody Wanna Go Out To Greasy Lake?

Bruce Springsteen: Blinded by the Light

The light of memory,
or rather the light
that memory
lends to things,
is the palest light of all.
I am not quite sure
whether I am dreaming
or remembering,
whether I have
lived my life
or dreamed it.
Just as dreams do,
memory makes me
profoundly aware
of the unreality,
the evanescence
of the world,
a fleeting image
in the moving water.
--Eugène Ionesco

Bruce Springsteen: Spirit in the Night

THE SPARKLING SANDS OF HER DIAMOND DESERTS
WE'LL TAKE WHAT WE CAN CARRY
FOR I WOULD RIDE WITH YOU UPON THE WIND
THE RIVER
NOBODY'S KIDDING NOBODY ABOUT WHERE IT GOES