Some strange magnetic field found me in its clutches,
Clawing at my curiosity,
My conspiracy theorist side,
My inner gears that longed for a challenge.
His name I couldn't forget.
I doubted his existence
Even as I revered him
Before even hearing one strum of his.
I knew my journey had only begun,
to learn all I could about this
transient country music sensation,
Most of his life a mystery,
After which we cannot say
Whether or not
He is history.