My Beautiful Ruins

Dear city of ghosts and great fires
Of brick and mortar and steel, of wind and telephone wires
Just thought I'd write to you and tell you
How much I'll miss my feet traversing your geography

All my songs are yours
All your songs are mine
Hope you'll take me back from time to time

My city of golden arms and good luck charms
My river of time is the 22 Clark Street bus line
Maybe someday you'll write and tell me how much you miss me
Now that I finally left for someone else

All my songs are yours
All your songs are mine
Hope you'll take me back from time to time

The way you made me feel that night
It's like you loved me all your life
And no time will have passed at all
When I return to recant the stories of our lives

And even though we've grown apart
Without you I could've never gone so far
Alas, my oldest friend
We've been together through it all

Alas, my oldest friend
I'll be thinking of you in the end