One thousand witches pick 'n' mix One thousand witches spinning tops One thousand witches bright as night One thousand witches gobbling light The fire is burning inside you It cannot leave and burns and smiles In that year when fisher sings In that year when chariots pass In that Moon where sailors drown The night was flower long And on the grass the kingdom sleeps Aleph, Bet, and Gimel You're on your way with skip and slip And the storm is before you And the breath is behind you And blessed is the lord And harsh is his word And under dusk the children soar Whilst the birds are sadly singing The children soar as soft as smoke The bells ring in the mist And in your hearth the Nihil hides And in your heart the door is locked The light is leaving us all Dalet donkey's on the track And the racks of meat are piled And the stink is singing The summer Sun as bright as buttons The ocular Moon as sweet as sleet And your future cartoon Is as soft as the tarot The solar legions at your back Stella– call me with your dead hand Helen– stand– don't collapse! Margery– your brother's hands are dark The farm is boarded against the storm But in the spaces in between Wood and brick and wood The squeak awaits– the 'bus is masked I have heard she slept with him I have heard she knew him night A canopy of moons collapses The light is leaving us all And the birds are sweetly singing A thousand horsies sing and march The light is leaving us all Whilst the birds are sweetly singing