| Song | Your Own Spell |
| Artist | Jon Hopkins |
| Album | Diamond Mine |
| I see you're soaking up praise while we're gasping for rain. | |
| Run indoors now, lest you shoulder the blame. | |
| Save your water, kill the roses. | |
| Save your precious water, kill the roses. | |
| Summer drought, it's all your own spell. | |
| Don't waste your water, kill the roses. | |
| Arriving late in church, your dress is soaked. | |
| Don't you look miserable. | |
| Pinned to the dress - oh, look - a dry white rose. | |
| You should be proud. | |
| Summer drought, it's all your own spell. |