He remained ever an enigma
Bypassing all stigma
He was a super-identity
Eschewing all conformity,
Except the maxim to non-conform.
In the daytime, a common uniform
In the nighttime, a pied piper’s horn
No one knew the exact day he was born
Dancing the rooftops, blowing cosmic songs
And all of us misfits soon shimmied along
Following his castle in the starry night sky
A moving fortress built on dreams, not just his, but fire-flies.’
Sometimes he asked a gal to come play
But he soon tired of her adoring, home-loving ways.
He remained a free spirit, always on the move
With a twinkle in his mind, and an underground groove.
Side note: check out the amazing YouTube vid above, to see what can be done by one man with a French horn and a digital synthesizer. (“French horn loop pedal,” by @FhornPatrick.) I especially love it because it’s to the tune of one of my kids’ old favourite songs – the Minecraft parody of Coldplay’s Viva la Vida, by CaptainSparklez’ — Fallen Kingdom)