Here now for your listening pleasure, from that amazing Geoffy Reacher, is a ditty not unfamiliar with indiscretions & the twisting roads that lead us to them.

beware of guitars
they’ll make you blue
think that the things
you feel are true
but it’s smoke and it’s mirrors
it’s the booze and the night
it’ll all just dissolve
in the light
the guitars knew it would
guitars are no good.

beware of guitars
they’re indiscreet
things that are sad
seem somehow sweet
you’ll sing along
to some refrain
about how beauty and loss
are the same
you know it’s not true
guitars lie to you.

till we say
play that last one
one more time
make me feel like I did
when I knew she was mine
play that last one
one more time
make me feel like I’ve
never been born
play that last one
one more time
make me feel like I did
when I knew she was mine
play that last one
one more time
oh, tell me another one
beware of guitars.