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The Travelling Tragition Lyrics
Shadow cloak swift as a swallow,
Pantaloon down in the hollow,
Dancing, his voice like a cloud
In the death of my night.
Awful eyes, black Persian beggar,
Harlequinesque, hair plaited heather,
Stepping so lightly,
A sprite in the house of my sight.
O m'dear, travelling Tragition,
It's sky clear, your a gift from the fair folk.
I guess this is about a travelling tragician, ie a practitioner of tragedy.Sort of like the Wizard, Marc used to invent these characters at will in his earlier work. Nice way with words in this one, but what is most of interest is how it points to Unicorn, the album that would follow. Unicorn if chock full of songs just like this.