Woman To Hare

Woman, to cat, to hare, and back
Woman, to cat, to hare, I shall go with care
A woman with power may fool a man
As a hare I shall go from his sight, To most anywhere
Racing with the wind behind me, chasing 'cross the fields of green
Running with the speed a hare can, never will this hare be seen
A woman, not a hare, shall snare a man. But the hare, and the cat
Shall know where’er he’s at. His secrets and his solitude shall not be his
For a man with a plan and a mind
I wish not to find
Racing with the wind behind me, chasing 'cross the fields of green
Running with the speed a hare can, never will this hare be seen
Racing with the wind behind me, chasing 'cross the fields of green
Running with the speed a hare can, never will this hare be seen
I have watched many men in their beds as they lie
As a cat I have sat and I know what I should not know
They may think they are strong, and are brave, and they rule this world
But with quiet, and with magick, and with hare they do not compare
Racing with the wind behind me, chasing 'cross the fields of green
Running with the speed a hare can, never will this hare be seen
Racing with the wind behind me, chasing 'cross the fields of green
Running with the speed a hare can, never will this hare be seen