This is a song about the experience we have listening to music that has meaningful lyrics. This kind of music can have a profound effect on us, changing us forever. That experience is what this song is about.
While the song is mainly a tribute song to poets and musicians, it’s really about all artists who create things that inspire us and add meaning to our lives.
Further Analysis Of This Song
This song is a little bit autobiographical. At times when I was younger, I was finding myself feeling alone with just a cigarette to be my companion. That’s how I chose to start this song – with the lyric “When all I had was a cigarette in gray morning dew.”
If you like this kind of poetry or music that is honest, and shares a slice of life, you may enjoy my collection of songs about loneliness and feeling alone.
Song Lyrics:
VERSE 1:
When all I had was a cigarette and gray foggy dew,
Words of a poet chose me to rescue.
They showed me a beauty – a beauty I could feel.
Since then it’s been the only – the only thing that’s real.
VERSE 2:
In the world he showed me I mattered and belonged.
Oh how I danced – I danced and sang along.
He disappeared but left me he left me with a clue.
If butterflies start flying, allow them to lead you.
CHORUS:
I was flying through skies,
Drunk on music lullabies
Poets fill the skies
With magic butterflies.
Poets music flies
Sometimes it cries
But it fills my skies
With magic butterflies.
VERSE 3:
Our world had magic – now magic is so sparse
The puppet masters stole – stole beauty from the arts
Locked beauty in a tower hidden by the misty fog
Only one hero can save her from beyond the smog
CHORUS REPEATS
I was flying through skies
Drunk on music lullabies
Poets fill the skies
With magic butterflies
Poets music flies
Sometimes it cries
But it fills my skies
With magic butterflies
BRIDGE:
Somewhere a poet – abandoned in rags and tatters
Hears the call – realizing he still matters
And though art was stolen from us all
He’ll fight the dragons – poets are guardians of souls Poets are guardians of souls
VERSE 4:
Hey you – stuck in foggy dew – listen for a poet’s phrase
He’s chosen to take you – to a magic-magic place
One taste will send you – send you on a chase
To beauty you can feel – the only thing- that’s real
CHORUS REPEATS
I was flying through skies
Drunk on music lullabies
Poets fill the skies
With magic butterflies
Poets music flies
Sometimes it cries
But it fills my skies
With magic butterflies