NATALIE MERCHANT - Crazy Man Michael
Within the fire
And out upon the sea
Crazy man Michael was walking
He met with a raven
With eyes black as coal
And shortly they were talking
"your future, your future
I will tell to you
Your future
You often have asked me
Your true love will die
By your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
Will cursed be"
Michael he ranted
And Michael he raved
And he beat at the four winds
With his fists-o