I'm like one of those Japanese bowls That were made long ago I have some cracks in me They have been filled with gold That's what they used back then When they had a bowl to mend It did not hide the cracks It made them shine instead So now every old scar shows From every time I broke And anyone's eyes can see I'm not what I used to be But in a collector's mind All of these jagged lines Make me more beautiful And worth a much higher price I'm like one of those Japanese bowls I was made long ago I have some cracks, you can see See how they shine of gold