Much like the soul : /01 (Asbury Park)

Wandering through Asbury Park on a beautiful, foggy night

I'm not supposed to decompose where everybody else has grown

“I lit a match just to see it burning
Give me gasoline or give me anything
I want it all, I want nothing, I want space,
I fell apart, I collapsed, I crumbled, I take back
everything and now I’m reveling
I’m unfamiliar with myself, though I’m the same”

*** lyrics from House & Home ***