The Desperate Kingdom Of Love — PJ Harvey

Oh love, you were a sickly child And how the wind knocked you down Put on your spurs, swagger around In the desperate kingdom of love

Holy water cannot help you now Your mysterious eyes cannot help you Selling your reason will not bring you through The desperate kingdom of love

There's another who looks from behind your eyes I learn from you how to hide From the desperate kingdom of love

At the end of this burning world You'll stand proud, face upheld And I'll follow you, into Heaven or Hell And I'll become, as a girl In the desperate kingdom of love