who moved the black castle
who moved the white queen
when gimmel and daleth where standing between?
out of the evening growing a veil
pining for the pine woods that ached for the sail
there's something forgotten I want you to know
the freckles of rain are telling me so
oh... it's the old forgotten question
what is that we are part of?
what is it that we are?
and an elephant madness has covered the sun
the judge and the juries they play for the fun
they've torn up the roses and washed all the soap
and the martyr who marries them dares not elope
oh... it's the never realized question
what is that we are part of?
what is it that we are?
o long, o long e're yet my eyes
braved the gates enormous fire
and the body folded 'round me
and the person in me grew
the flower and its petal
the root and its grasp
the earth and its bigness
the breath and its gasp
the mind and its motion
the foot and its move
the life and its pattern
the heart and its love
oh... it's the half-remarkable question
what is that we are part of?
what is it that we are?
