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