(written for Robert Icke's 2016 production
of Friedrich Schiller’s play "MARY STUART")

Laura Marling

I lived my life in fits and spurts
Maybe I've had more than I deserve
But I'm not sure I can feel much worse
I kept your letter
I read your words

I've tried to share the map with you
But you're acid-tongued
And serpent-toothed
I'm trying to give you loving truth
But you know your way
You have your route
I found God in you.

Left my heart with a man in those eastern woods
He's so people shy but his words are good
And I hope that he won't fade away
I should write to him tomorrow
I wrote that yesterday

Home, this is not your home anymore
I just threw my pieces
They washed up on our shore
I wouldn't live in any other way
It is my right to wander
I might choose to stay
I found God in the strangest place

And I saw the sign for that old highway
You did cross my mind
But it didn't change
I do hope we meet again someday
I hope we meet again
I hope you never change

I hope we meet again
I hope you never change