[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
White chalk south against time
White chalk cutting down the sea at Lyme
I walk the valleys by the Cerne
On a path cut fifteen hundred years ago
[Bridge]
And I know these chalk hills will rot my bones
[Verse 3]
Dorset’s cliffs meet at the sea
Where I walked, our unborn child in me
White chalk, gorse-scattered land
Scratch my palms, there’s blood on my hands
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
[Verse 2]
White chalk south against time
White chalk cutting down the sea at Lyme
I walk the valleys by the Cerne
On a path cut fifteen hundred years ago
[Bridge]
And I know these chalk hills will rot my bones
[Verse 3]
Dorset’s cliffs meet at the sea
Where I walked, our unborn child in me
White chalk, gorse-scattered land
Scratch my palms, there’s blood on my hands
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