Born To Run in The stand
" and they were crying for the Runaway American dream,Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and Stepping out over the line"
Jungleland in the Stand
"outside the street's on fire in a real deathwaltz, between what's flesh and what's fantasy, and man the poets down here don't write nothin at all, they just stand back and let it be, and in the quick of the night, they reach for their Moment and try to make an Honest stand, but they wind up wounded not even dead, tonight in Jungleland"



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