Dear darkness

Dear darkness

Won't you cover, cover me again

Dear darkness

Dear I've been your friend for many years

Won't you do this for me?

Dearest darkness

And cover me from the sun under the

Words typing

The words are tighening around my throat and, and

Around the throat of the one I love

The timing, the typing, the tightening

Around the throat of the one I love

The timing, the typing, the tightening

Dear Darkness

Dear Darkness

Now it's your time to look after us

Cos we've kept your clothes

We kept your business

when everyone else was having good luck

So now it's your time

Time to pay

To pay me and the one I love

With the wordly goods you've stashed away

With all the things you took from us

P.J.Harvey, Dear Darkness

Art by Gus Fink