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PJ Harvey
PJ Harvey


Background information
Birth name Polly Jean Harvey
Born October 9, 1969
Born place Bridport, Dorset, United Kingdom
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Indie Rock
Experimental Rock
Art Rock
Electronica
Piano Rock
Punk Blues
Years active 1987—present
Label(s) Island Records
Website Website



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PJ Harvey Album


White Chalk (09/24/2007)
09/24/2007
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As soon as I'm left alone
The Devil wanders into my soul
And I pretend to myself

I go out to the Old Milestone
Insanely expecting you to come there knowing
That I wait for you there

Come! Come!
Come here at once!
Come! Come!
On a Night with No Moon
Because all of my being is now in pining
All of my being is now in pining.

What finally cheered me
Now seems
Insignificant!
Insignificant!

. . .


Dear darkness
Dear darkenss
Won't you cover, cover me again?
Dear darkness, dear
I've been your friend for many years.

Won't you do this for me, Dearest Darkness
And cover me from the sun
And the words tightening
The words are tightening
Around my throat and, and

Around the throat of the one I love
Tightening, tightening, tightening
Around the throat of the one I love
Tightening, tightening, tightening

Dear Darkness
Dear Darkness
Now it's your time to look after us

Cause we kept your clothes, we kept your business
When everyone else was having good luck

So now it's your time, time to pay
To pay me and the one I love
With the worldly goods you stashed away
With all the things you took from us.

. . .


I sowed a seed underneath the oak tree
I trod it in with my boots
I trampled it down
Grow Grow
Grow Grow

I sowed a rose underneath the oak grove
With my boots on the ground
Into the earth I trampled it down
Grow Grow

Teach me how to
Teach me how to

Teach me mummy
How to grow
How to catch someone’s fancy
Underneath the twisted oak grove.

. . .


The ceiling is moving
Moving in time
Like a conveyor belt
Above my eyes
When under ether
The mind comes alive
But conscious of nothing
But the will to survive
I lay on the bed
Waist down undressed
Look up at the ceiling
Feeling happiness

Human kindness

The woman beside me
Is holding my hand
I point at the ceiling
She smiles so kind
Some thing's inside me
Unborn and unblessed
Disappears in the ether
This world to the next
Disappears in the ether
One world to the next

Human kindness

. . .


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 stands against time
White chalk cutting down the sea at night
I walk families 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

Scratched my palms
There's blood on my hands.

. . .


Please don’t reproach me
For how empty my life has become.
I don’t know what really happened,
I watched your disappointment
At being misunderstood.

I forgive you.

Oh something metal
Tearing my stomach out
If you think ill of me.

Can you,
Can you forgive me?
Forgive me.
Can you?
Can you forgive me too?
Too?

I tried to learn your language,
But fell asleep,
Half-undressed,
Unrecognisable to myself.

. . .


All those places
Where I recall the memories
that grip me,
and pin me down.

I go to these places
intending to think,
And think of nothing,
But anticipate.

And somehow,
expect you’ll find me there,
That, by some miracle,
You’d be aware.

I’d risen this morning
Intending to break the spell
my longing not to think

I freed myself from my family
I freed myself from work
I freed myself
Freed myself
And remained alone

And in my thinking
I’d steal you away
though you never wanted me anyway

Silence
Silence
Silence
Silence

. . .


Oh grandmother
How I miss you
Under the earth
Wish I was with you

To Talk To You

I found somebody
Try to give myself to
Many times
I wanted to talk to you

If I laid on the Earth
Could you hear?

Oh Grandmother
I’m so lonely
All my life

If I laid on the earth
Could you hear?
If I lay
Mary

. . .


Hit her with a hammer
Teeth smashed in
Red tongues twitching
Look inside a skeleton

My fingers sting
Where I feel your fingers have been
Ghostly fingers
Moving my limbs

Oh God I miss you

Daddy’s in the corner
Rattling his keys
Mummy’s in the doorway
Trying to leave

Nobody’s listening
Oh God I miss you

. . .


Farewell my friends
Farewell my dear ones
If I was rude
Forgive my weakness

Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to evening parties
Remember me
In the spring

To work for your bread
Soon you must leave
Remember your families
And look for your children

I don't need much
and the older I become
I realize
My friendships
Will carry me over
On a course of distance
You're a cause of sorrow
Friends that last

Will dance
with me
I don't need words
This, I need.

. . .


Above
The mountain
The mountain
An eagle is flying
High above the mountain
An eagle comes down
To the soldier who faltered
The soldier on the ground

By the mountain
I feel nothing
For in my own heart
Every tree is broken

The first tree will not blossom
The second will not grow
And the third is almost fallen
Since you betrayed me so

Since you.

. . .


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