The Ballad of Sir Confusio — A Traditional Ballad with Chorus
VERSE 1: He drifts through winters past the map, His lamp is flick’ring low; Its hue will shift from age to age, As time begins to flow. VERSE 2: He watched the Romans toast the night, In halls of stone and gold; His crooked hat tilts to and fro, To catch the secrets told. CHORUS: Where moonlight drifts on silver snow, The light is cold and bright; You hear his laughter echo low, Beyond the walls of night. The cold winds carry: Confusio. VERSE 3: He danced with goats in fields of frost, And sang a Satyr's song; He tripped the iron gears of time, Where right was poured with wrong. VERSE 4: He bartered jokes with wandering kings, And gave the monks a bird— A clockwork toy for sacred scrolls, With riddles for each word. CHORUS: Where moonlight drifts on silver snow, The light is cold and bright; You hear his laughter echo low, Beyond the walls of night. The cold winds carry: Confusio. VERSE 5: He crossed the steppes where cold stars gleam, To stir the edge of sleep; He walks where anc...