Poet Man on silk black wings
Soaring high above all things
Coming round he sometimes sings
Oh, oh, Poet Man
Streaks of colors light the sky
Trails of lyrics leave you high
What he sees and how and why
Oh, oh, Poet Man
Words like stars tumble down
Rumbling thunder through the ground
In the middle he is found
Oh, oh, Poet Man
Robes of orange, robes of gold
Walked the earth so long ago
Listen, watch, that's how you'll know
Oh, oh, Poet Man
Child of beauty, child of grace
Truth his eyes, love his face
Crow wings take him any place
Oh, oh, Poet Man