What do you call a man like that?
How do you even try to give it a name?
A classification.
What do you call a man like that?
Something from days gone by.
A kind of wind blown from the past.
But where do you find it?
From what time, or place, or fairytale?
Can someone so ridiculous, so earnest, so strong.
What do you call a man like this?
How to descibe his hands, so tense and so easy, so controlled but unpredictable.
The tornado of his eyes shining bright, finding light.
Wanting something, knowing something, seeing something, something holy.
Something newly born without a name.
Writer(s): Jason Brown
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