We walk the witch's garden, my Gudrin and me
We walk the witch's garden in the shadow of the trees
The animals are here and their green eyes shine
Unweaving the strands of time, unweaving the strands of time

Counterclockwise, counterclockwise, widdershins it begins,
turn back time

We circle the hawthorne to unwind the morning, we circle the henbane to unwind the day
Avian voices sing a mantle of green, can the world be as glad as it seems? Can the world be as glad as it seems?

Counterclockwise, counterclockwise, widdershins, it begins,
turn back time..

Time before and time beside the bright past, first and everlast
I have always been here in this garden
Time to come, a time to greet the dark star, rising ever far
I will always be here in this garden

We walk under starlight to a chorus of frogs, who halt as a branch breaks, but wakes not the dogs
In the black oak here, the winter resides
Back where the earliest voice still abides, back where a sleeping newborn will arrive .

Counterclockwise, counterclockwise, widdershins, it begins, turn back time...

Time before and time beside the bright past, first and everlast
I have always been here in this garden
Time to come, a time to greet the dark star, rising ever far
I will always be here in this garden