Retreat to Find Songtext
von Ben Watt

The supplicant stands at the foot of the cross
Seventeen lines of persimmon thread
Pillar of white, colourless skin
All of his prayers in a plume of light

Retreat from the ties that bind
Retreat to eventually find
Retreat from the ties that bind
Retreat to eventually find

Daffodils bloom by the churchyard wall
The grounds of the vicarage overgrown
Pushing the cart to the top of Old Down
Under a long godless summer night


Retreat from the ties that bind
Retreat to eventually find
Retreat from the ties that bind
Retreat to eventually find

Here, here in my heart
There is a place
Where I can outface
Death

Retreat from the ties that bind
Retreat to eventually find
Retreat from the ties that bind
Retreat to eventually find

Here, here in my heart
There is a place
Where I can outface
Death