White Chalk — PJ Harvey

White chalk hills are all I've known White chalk hills will rot my bones White chalk sticking to my shoes White chalk playing as a child with you

White chalk sat against time White chalk cutting down the sea line I know Mary's by the surf On a path cut 1500 years ago

And I know these chalk hills will rot my bones

Dorset's cliffs meet at the sea Where I walked (Our unborn child in me) White chalk (Poor scattered land)

Scratch my palms There's blood on my hands