There are various reasons for this, of course, but most of them have to do with the amount of love conveyed by the song, the type of love, and the heartache and optimism it brings to my mind.
As I was researching this forthcoming "Buffett Oracle," though, I came across a song, "When the Wild Life Betrays Me," and this song worried me. Deeply. It's one that makes me wonder: when will the wild life betray me? Will it? Or is it not the life that betrays you at all?
As an exerpt of the potential answers from the Buffett Oracle, though:
- It's still a mystery to me.
- Scales and clocks just can't be trusted.
- Take a holiday, you need a holiday.
- Ride the winds of fortune.
- Time ain't for savin', no, Time's not for that.
- You have to keep your head.
- You can spin it again and again.
- There's no one to deceive, it's just all make believe.
- No, you can't steal the Orange Bowl Queen.
- Grab a pack and hit the trail.
- Holy Sweet Jesus, he's got no clue.
- I think I hear a hammock calling me.
- Chasin' illusions can get quite confusin'.
- It's time to think of simpler options, it's time to formulate a big plan B.
- Put in a quarter, turn out the light. Magic fingers makes you feel all right.