Mortgage

Left the Pathfinder in the driveway,
It was the Spider’s day for a spin.
I remember when you drove a citation.
You laughed a lot back then...

not to kiss up to bankers and golfers,
but when good friends shared the joke.
Had a smart, devoted wife and a life
filled with friends, family, and honest folk.

You played a Franken-Strat once.
Built it from second-hand parts.
You didn’t have a Gretsch or a Les Paul
But, back then you played with heart.

A new girlfriend to fit in with new contacts,
buys her lovely tan from a bottle del sol.
Just make sure there’s enough left over
to pay the mortgage on your soul.

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No bitterness left, it's been too long. Just sympathy.
It's a rare thing to see a man grow up, not break down. Few men have the backbone to stay who they are and not sell themselves for an easy peg-hole in the combine. I feel sorry for those who break under the wires of social pressures because they always become such sad shells of people.
It makes me proud to be with someone, now, who doesn't obsess over idiotic status symbols.