Let's talk about something different.
We contend there are no more poetic words in any rock song than these from Thunder Road:
So you're scared and you're thinkingThat maybe we ain't that young anymoreShow a little faith, there's magic in the nightYou ain't a beauty, but hey, you're alrightOh, and that's alright with me
You can hide 'neath your covers and study your painMake crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rainWaste your summer praying in vainFor a savior to rise from these streets
Well now, I'm no hero, that's understoodAll the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hoodWith a chance to make it good somehowHey, what else can we do now?
Except roll down the windowAnd let the wind blow back your hairWell, the night's busting openThese two lanes will take us anywhereWe got one last chance to make it realTo trade in these wings on some wheelsClimb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks