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