..a Man of Honour, a Soulful Brother, a soldier with long tangled hair,
disliked by his masters `cause he is honest, but loved by his lady fair
a Fortune Teller so young but so wise, a knight by day his day in disguise.
born to live in history books, it's sad that he can't find his way.
even then he wouldn't be any use 'cause knights didn't live quite that way
he is a leader, lost in space, came at the wrong time, he's out of the race
you'll find him flying airoplanes, you'll find him gone far out to sea;
you'll find him misplaced everywhere a victim of Time's mystery.
a Man of Honour without armor, and no place in history.
a Soulful Brother, closer to truth than all his close friends can see
he has a power which he must hide, a master of Wisdom, but only in rhyme
