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 O 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 O it's the never realised question 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 O it's the half-remarkable question.