So many Warren Zevon songs are here in my heart,
I’ve kept them there a while. Sha la-la, la la…
The lines that drip with irony and cynicism still
sting with so much heart. That was the hardest – and
toughest – part in understanding his brand of madness.
He knew, more than so many of us, the truth. That’s why
he was always running. And just when he stopped, when
he calmed himself down, karma came calling and took
what it earned. It had had him in its sights for a while.
Sha la-la, la la… So many songs. So many goddamned
beautiful songs. I’ll keep them where they belong for
a little while longer. Those songs will outlive us all.