ALEX CASTANEDA´S MUSIC ENSEMBLE PROJECT - THE YOUNG POET Lyrics

Long live the young lyrical bard
In love, his heart was deeply scarred
He cared not for life's fleeting time
Love was his ruin and his rhyme
The muses praised his art sublime
His poetry, an open book
He wrote in alleys, streets, and nooks
Urban verses, raw and free
He scorned wealth and vanity
For words were his eternity"I cherish this world more than my breath
With children at play, and pets full of zest
Young couples laughing, hearts intertwined
Old friends share moments, their joy well-defined
His passion burned, yet brought him low
In alleys dark, his madness'd grow
A vagabond, his name was known
His health paid debts the muse had sown
Yet, love of words was never gone
His life was brief, a fleeting spark
Beloved by children, dogs, and parks
A lover bound to love and pain
Who sought in death an end to strain
A poet lost, but love remained
One autumn morn, so cold and still
A bench became his final hill
Upon his chest, a letter pressed
His final words, his last bequest
I loved my life, until my last breath
I cherish this world more than my breath
With children at play, and pets full of zest
Young couples laughing, hearts intertwined
Old friends share moments, their joy well-defined