Cross Your Fingers - Laura Marling

Look down on the barley

That you have grown

Four mountains stand around you

They’re not your own

And light squares and bodies

Are all you see

Since you broke down

Since I broke down

Since we broke down

Oh I jump into your grave and die

And on my word you’ll give up your whole life

For me.

And you’ll be reborn bigger and stronger and less alive…

I… I…

I… I…

Cross your fingers, hold your toes

We’re all gonna die when the building blows

Cross your fingers hold your toes

We’re all gonna die when the building blows

And the house that you were born in

Is crumbling at the corner

Sagging skin and feet of crows, feet of crows

Oh I jump into your grave and die

And on my word you’ll give up your whole life

For me.

And you’ll be reborn bigger and stronger and less alive…

I… I…

I… I…

Oh, oh, (oh)

Oh, oh, (oh)

Oh, oh, (oh)

Oh