Текст песни The Power Of Poetry

He needed to regain his wind In the recesses of my mind It will be good for me, for you Is the realm of the poetry Is the still small voice of heart And i'll to fight something tooth and nail Yet again i'll confess kowtowing For the realm of poetry A raised scar in your life With a nice packing To lay up into your being I feel any better today Our tree will bears fruit in spring Other heads and lost In the realm of poetry