Oh yeah I know all about that wall of hate he said

Oh, yeah, I know all about that "wall of hate", he said...

Someone told me, this, tonight...

There are some women, who are like fine cars, he said.
Or like that crazy instrument, that you didn't think you could afford to buy, at the time...
Or like some women...

You touch them,
and, they're fire.
But, you walk away,
thinking you'll forget, or find another.

Man, that thing could race...
It was a Gibson... It would be worth a few thousand, now...
I could have lived with her, forever...
GodDamn, she made a new forever, every day...

They're like Heroin.
You know that you won't stop wanting them.
And, you know that when you leave...
But, you leave, anyway.

You come back, later, and, they're gone.

Then, he laughed.

Where's that lucky hat, you used to wear?
I always liked that hat...

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Comments (5)

	steve: 04/03/2008 12:17 AM this is another one about me
	denaliluna: 04/03/2008 8:28 AM Yeah... (where's pax or funks for the long, beautiful, insightful comment?) I'm not the wordsmith, but I think you're lovely, and your words are lovely. Pure nostalgia.
	sockmonkey: 04/03/2008 8:41 AM Shit, Stevers, they're all about you. Love... Miss Den... ~Sad, and Heartsick, and Without My Hat~ ~C~
	darthmantis: 04/06/2008 6:00 PM Oh, lovely, wonderful Cake. This is a song of regret (at least to me.) How many times in our lives do we face decisions which will change our path forever; Do we take the "Safe Road," or the scary, unknown "Road-Less-Traveled?" I've learned the cliched He-who-hesitates lesson. The last choice I made was the scarier one. But it's paid off. There are, occassionally, happy endings.
	sockmonkey: 04/07/2008 8:59 AM darthmantis said: Oh, lovely, wonderful Cake. This is a song of regret (at least to me.) How many times in our lives do we face decisions which will change our path forever; Do we take the "Safe Road," or the scary, unknown "Road-Less-Traveled?" I've learned the cliched He-who-hesitates lesson. The last choice I made was the scarier one. But it's paid off. There are, occassionally, happy endings. I took the danger~route... again. But, there's more than one musician to fall for... again... ~Still without a hat, but, at least it's not an ass~hat~