Wicker Man

I had a friend who came from far away
And every day we would go down by the river and play
Like long lost summers of the past
These interrupted games weren’t meant to last
I sit and watch the lights go out on my home my growing up town
And I wonder what he’s doing now
And I will build a wicker man and put inside all those things
That make me old before my time
We found his auntie’s holy water and refilled it from the tap
‘She’ll bless herself with good ole H2O!’ he said. Oh god we laughed and laughed
We wrote our names in new cement beside the river
We really thought that they would last for ever and ever
But late one night when walking home
I couldn’t find the names the place had overgrown
I sit and watch the lights go out on my home my growing up town
And I wonder what he’s doing now
And I will build a wicker man and put inside all those things
That make me old before my time
Born in a booming ‘instant potato’ age a teeshirt full of youth
Discovering sex and cigarettes and oh I know… but it was all true!
I sit and watch the lights go out on my home my growing up town
And I wonder what he’s doing now
And if I really have a call, I’d catch them all as they fall
And say; Daddy’s home…