I don’t know when or how I decided that I had to do something else but finally I did. I wrote a note to Lisa and went to the restaurant where she was working as a waitress. They called her to the counter where I was waiting, She smiled at me. I took the Cross necklace that I had gotten at the catholic retreat in my hand and pulled until the chain snapped. I laid it on the folded note I had written and pushed it towards her then walked out of the restuarant.
The note read:
- I don’t need your arms around me
- And I don’t need no drugs to calm me
- I have seen the writing on the wall
- Don’t think I need anything all
- No, don’t think I need anything at all
- All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
- all in all you were all just bricks in my wall
It sounds harsh doesn’t it. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that but at the time it felt like the only way to break out of where I had become trapped. It is here where The Rise & Fall Of ’84 ends. It would take some time but I would eventually be grateful to have gone through it and regardless of how I may have sounded in the posts leading up to this, I really do look back at this time with great warmth and fondness. It really meant a lot to me and was such an important experience to live through. I still saw Lisa from time to time over the next couple of years and it was always nice.
I put The Wall away for a very long time after that. Every once in a great while, I’ll play it all the way through and just sit and listen and contemplate. It really is a phenomenal piece of work. I’ve shared it with many people but always with the warning “Don’t listen to it after a break-up.”
Another Brick In The Wall Part 3