I listen to music in no small part to escape reality. I like the tune, the beat, the rhythm - often I enjoy the lyrical skill involved. It takes me to another place where I am at peace.
Trying to decipher a deeper meaning in every song, understanding the relationship between those meanings and then forming a view on the order they should be played such that the overall message is better conveyed are the actions of someone taking music far too seriously.
Basically, Peter, you need a life.
And that Dutchie muppet can f*ck off n all. I was listening to Born to Run when he still had his finger in a dyke.*
*Not really
You see, the artist assembles the order for you so you dont have to think about it. Its called an album.
We are hardly talking deep meaning here. Can you not tell what THunder Road is supposed to be? Can you not detect the sense of an ending, a closing, in Jungleland. Jesus, it really isn't rocket science. Its a sense, a feeling, little more depth than that required.
Come on!