21st Century Pondering Billboard Ballad

Politicians are screamin'
As the writers flock around
I sit here on the roof
Watching it all go down
Posters floating in the wind
Their words slowly disappear
As I watch a fire dying
I'm just wishin' you were here

And the pulsation from speakers
In a house down the street
As the passing children
Synchronize to the beat
Only birds are left singing
Through a howling despair
And as I listen to it fading
I'm still wishin' you were here

And young gurus and bold leaders
Tangled up in an invisible web
While their followers gather
And point fingers at every step
Every voice so different
Yet all trembling in the same fear
And as I too feel it creep in
I'm just wishin' you were here

And I sit here in the shadow
Of a tattered billboard's remains
Painting in my mind a world
Where no good things fade
But even truth, once savored
Like a wooden signpost wears
And as its bitter taste lingers
I'm just wishin' you were here