Bruce Springsteen in Exile
All the atmosphere over here
always surprises me. I’m always
surprised to learn that I can still
feel things outside of New Jersey.
There’s plenty of “ouch” out here,
and big drums, and hip swivel.
And love, too, of course. Who
doesn’t feel that? I can still
be tongue-in-my-cheeky about
some kinds of love, some anthems.
Even out here, I can orbit Asbury.
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