A form of art we have heard of,
Somewhere in the ancient times of the 50's,
It seemed like centuries ago the world was still,
Until a new creation been revealed,
With a new culture,
A new spirit,
And a new flow of beautiful words
Unheard To the ears of those willing to listen,
Now here we are lost in a ageless time,
Orter Cisum at it's prime,
Broke, stomp, and marched on the hearts of those
Who lived in a still world,
Bringing a thrill to the future world.
It made those hearts feel energized and new,
No longer feeling blue,
Because they know,
Orter Cisum will always be with you.