IF I WAS THE LAST POET LEFT ON EARTH KNOWN BY ALL AS A MAN OF WORDS IF I WAS THE LAST POET HEARD BY ALL THEY WOULD WATCH AS THE SILENCE FALLS GOT MY HANDS UP, OH GOTTA STAND UP, OH BUT FOR YOU I CAN'T FIND WORDS (x2) OH, OH WITH A BROKEN FEATHER AND UNUSED INK GOING CRAZY TRYING TO TRANSLATE WHAT I THINK WHEN WE SEE SOMETHING SO BEAUTIFUL A MONASTERY OF LIGHT AND SOUL STAND TALLER THAN THE HIGH CATHEDRAL WALLS GOT MY HANDS UP, OH GOTTA STAND UP, OH BUT FOR YOU I CAN'T FIND WORDS (x3) 'COS FOR YOU THERE ARE NO WORDS LAST POET, LAST MAN IN THIS CENTURY TO LAY DOWN WITH NO SYMPATHY TO PUT WORDS WHERE THEY SHOULDN'T BE THE LAST POET, LAST MAN IN THIS CENTURY TO LAY DOWN WITH NO SYMPATHY TO PUT WORDS WHERE THEY SHOULDN'T BE NO, THEY SHOULDN'T BE THEY SHOULDN'T BE THERE THEY SHOULDN'T BE THERE