Disappearing Man

All rise, behold the famous disappearing man Who comes in crimson robes and leaves in yellow rags Hear now his ancient call to union And the furious communion of the maiden and the stag In the dark, in the dawn, with your wedding dress in tatters You reveal the yearning desert in the country of your skin How you ache for the fawn, and he says it doesn't matter But it does and he's gone, and you know that he won't be back again Long now, he's borne his heavy armour resting only In his sorrows and his noble-nosed regrets Sunlight, some momentary solace And he'll ride off gay and lawless as the moment that you met So the night comes and goes, and there's no one there to nurture But yourself and you know that you've nothing left to lose Will you stand in the road waiting for another searcher Will you weep soft and low in the voice that your mother used to use Instrumental: