P.j. Harvey - Catherine Lyrics
Catherine de barra, youve murdered my thinkingI gave you my heart, you left the thing stinkingId break from your spell if it werent for my drinkingAnd the wind bites more bitter with each light of morning.I envy the road, the ground you tread under,I envy the wind, your hair riding over,I envy the pillow your head rests and slumbers,I envy to murderous envy your lovertil the light shines on meI damn to hell every second you breathI envyOh my catherineFor your eyes smilingAnd your mouth singingWith time Id have won youWith wile Id have won youFor your mouth singing