"Catherine" by P.J. Harvey

Catherine De Barra, you've murdered my thinking 
I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinking 
I'd shake from your spell if it weren't for my drinking 
And 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 lover 
'til the light shines on me 
I damn to hell every second you breathe
'til the light shines on me 
I damn to hell every second you breathe

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 lover 
'til the light shines on me 
I damn to hell every second you breathe
'til the light shines on me 
I damn to hell every second you breathe
'til the light shines on me 
I damn to hell every second you breathe
'til the light shines on me 

Oh my Catherine 
For your eyes smiling 
For your mouth singing 
With time I'd have won you 
Oh my Catherine
With wile I'd have won you 
With wile I'd have won you