England - PJ Harvey
I live and die through England
Through England
It leaves a sadness
Remedies never were within my reach
I cannot go on as I am
Withered vine reaching
From the country that I love
England you leave a taste
A bitter one
I have searched for your springs
But people they stagnate with time
Like water like air
To you England I cling
Undaunted never failing
Laugh for you England