They said you were a classic I was lucky to have found/But I never really dared to try and put the needle down

A love I never opened but kept sealed and on a shelf
I felt our days too limited so hid you from myself
I went with all the others and I only thought of you
But I worried that, if I gave in, it would lower your value.

I never thought about the joy that could have set your price
Or how your warm sounds on summer days would have been so very nice.
Or how maybe the miracle that put you in my collection
Implied I should enjoy you and avoid the genuflection.

Then when you left with someone else for somewhat less than book
I had a little profit but I’d missed having that look
At your double gatefold covers and your numbered inner sleeve
And now someone else has you, and they’ll never let you leave

And I can brag I held you, but you were never on my turntable
And when I miss you sometimes the moon looks just like your white label

Wear this shirt: on October 22nd through 24th, 2010. Or, alternatively, when digging through the crates at your local thrift store.

Don’t wear this shirt: if all your music is digital. Don’t be frontin’, kid.

This shirt tells the world: “No, it’s not a Tron reference. Yes, I’m sure about that.”

We call this color: Black Vinyl, First Pressing Limited To 3000 Copies

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