Music: Laura Marling/Mike Lindsay
Grew enemies to avoid pain
Sold them in pills for your own gain
You'll never get back to the old ways
So despise what you've lost, for your own sake
Stood in a pool full of red snakes
Up to your knees in a night lake
Unsure if you knew what was at stake
Fully prepared for a tough break
At the mount of ancient song
Where you grieve for what is gone
A thousand hands
Countless plans
And you
As sure as you were of the Earth's place
At the terrible centre of black space
Now that you've come to renounce faith
In emerging from bodies with no name
Wandered in search of a new age
Slipped on the rivers of old rage
Parted at last from an old weight
Sprang from the water with no shame
At the mount of ancient song
Where you grieve for what is gone
A thousand hands
Countless plans
And you