My name is Jacob Fleet. I feel the solid world Revolve beneath my feet. I stride over plains, Through the copse
And through the glade... I pace through the day.
And a voice tells me ´Never stop, never stay, Don´t let your shadow fade´
I scale the steeple streets, All empty but for song Wood-smoke and Sabbathe meat. I pace down the lanes If I stop my shadow fades... I walk and I pray.
And the wind tells me ´Oh come back home again´ And the hedges began to hum ´Never stop, never stay,
Don´t let your shadow fade.´
My name is Jacob Fleet I walk the golden mist Of Alabaster Street My scant figure strays Through the lost Withe lilac lanes Where heavens angels prey... But I will not stop or stay, I rage into the day.
And the wind tells me ´Oh come back home again´ And the hedges began to hum ´Never stop, never stay, Don´t let your shadow fade.´
I saw a girl standing by a pail, I heard the tell-tale wind In the windmill sail