Balu

Oh, my big Balu, with my wine I pine for you My days are shapeless now I'm something of a sacred cow But sunrise on those gum balls bouncing around Manhattan Saw the Magi sleep on a subway train And the start of an elegant pattern You carried me over the threshold You were the B the bang the binge 'Til I split for a tryst with a rust belt girl with a Plantagenet fringe And, oh, do I miss you Balu with your bookmark heart And your bible of sign of the times I'll dig you back up when they kill you And hollow your skull for my wine Balu, Balu, Balu Balu, Balu, Balu, Balu Oh, my big Balu, I saw you walking on the moon I didn't wind my window down I didn't wind my window down But forever, old man, we're children of Pan Drones just don't understand There's nothing amiss that cannae be fixed By bottle of fire and a band I'll never be whole without you But I'll never grow in your shadow Meccano, Mikado, m'laddo If you can't reach for the next branch up, I'll sing to you About the view I'll sing to you, Balu Balu, Balu, Balu, Balu Balu, Balu, Balu, Balu I'll sing to you about the view, Balu Balu, Balu, Balu Balu, Balu, Balu, Balu