Æcerbot (Old English "Field-Remedy") is an Anglo-Saxon charm recorded in the 11th century, intended to remedy fields that yielded poorly. The charm consists of a partially Christianized prayer and a day-long ritual that began at night with four sods taken from the field, to the root-mats of which a poultice was applied in the form of yeast, honey, oil and milk mixed with parts of all the good herbs that grew, save buckwheat and woody plants. In Christian times the sods were taken to mass and returned to the field before nightfall, each with a small cross planted in it. This was the extent to which the ritual was Christianized. Once more in the field, the healer faced the east, where the sun would rise, turning three times clockwise and calling upon the "holy guardian of the heavenly kingdom" to "fill the earth", that the crops would grow. A plough was then anointed with a "hallowed" mix of oil, paste, frankincense, salt and fennel, of which the imported frankincense lent a Christian element; a chant was then sung, beginning Erce, erce, erce eorþan modor, mother of earth". The field was then ploughed with a chant hailing "Erce, eorthan modor."
Im standing here all alone in this place
Thinking why aren't you here in my arms taking the pain away
Why can't i seem to find, my way to you?
I never thought i would say i miss you
Leaving my pride to the side, every thought just draws me back to you
Why can't i seem to find, my way to you?
I wont take this pain anymore
I have blamed myself all along
For the mess we've made trying to forget
I'll still wait for you everyday, every night of my life
Till i have you again.
Dont ever go away
I'm thinking of you and me once again
Wondering if i'll be next to you in your dreams
Just take my hand so we can runaway
(bridge)
I knew you'd pretend that it was all okay
I knew you'd pretend that everythings the same