I am a poet and a starman,
I drift the boundless void alone
I seek the brilliant clusters,
I touch the alien stone,
But the songs I sing are the songs of home
My long lost home
I race the universe and travel
Not fast enough to catch its light
I left my life behind me
In time and in my flight,
The things I loved in endless night
While I shine bright
I've seen their wonders and their treasures
I've read their words and heard their songs
They speak their dreams so proudly,
Their voices loud and strong,
I sing alone when they have gone
Then I go on
I am a poet and a starman
I sing my way from sun to sun
I ask the brilliant clusters
Where distant planets run,
Do I regret the things I've done?
The songs I've sung?