Lyrics Retreat To Find - Ben Watt

Retreat To Find

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