PJ Harvey - I Inside the Old I Dying Lyrics

Woak and beech buds waitThe velvet aish buds waitFrogs and twoads in lagwood holesAnd hedgehogs in their leafy ditchAll waiting for His kingdomWyman, WymanLove Me Neshen ..Eth waitsThe dead brakesHost the holm's blood beads;They are His crown of thornsAnd He will rise againWyman, Wyman ..Unray I for enSlip from my childhood skin;I zing through the forestI hover in the holwayI laugh in the leavesAnd merge into meeshJust a charm in the woakWith the chalky childrenOf evermore