Walk Amongst His Ruins

So many people try to analyse

Try to understand

Some people laugh and denigrate

Dismiss him out of hand

I have lived in wonder

At his ramblin’ and his doings

Just for one day I’d like to walk amongst his ruins

Some take him seriously and never got the joke

And never see the truth in all the fun he pokes

Since I was a boy and heard the strange crooning

And just for one day I’d like to walk amongst his ruins

Painful things laid bare with a simple turn of phrase

Like a faithful friend you’ve never met

You’ve known him all your days

Sometimes as I drive along

He grates on my ears

Other times he catches me

Reduces me to tears

Yes I have lived in wonder at his ramblings and his doings

Just for one day I’d like to walk amongst his ruins

Such a naughty, naughty boy

As boys often are

Although he so elusive

He’s never very far

Last time I saw him I can’t remember what I was doing

Just recall thinking what a brilliant ruin