A man of song and dance
That nascent night we fell to his snares
Etched himself the famous first chance
His genius hides in what he dares

Thrusting himself into the glittering world
Walking the line of reality and dreams
He preached a message with his lip curled
In his studded suit nothing�s as it seems

His wide-eyed stare promised prank
Bold pastel blue accented by light
Behind lurked thoughts deep yet dank
A shrouded dark side complements the bright

Oddity urged you since your birth
From the squared circle to your creative core
So has it seized you from this earth
With footprints cemented in the western shore
Such will your legacy last, Troubadour