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• Artiste: Florence And The Machine
• Titre: Daffodil
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I couldn't help it, yes, I let it get in The helpless optimism of spring Worn out and tired and my heart never tired And the world bent double from weeping And yet, the birds begin to sing Ooh, ooh, oh Daffodil Daffodil I'm not bad, I'm not good I drank every scar that I could Made myself mythical, tried to be real Saw the future in the face of a Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil You practice resurrection every night Raising the dead under the moonlight And in the gloaming, I start to cry You're a perfect pearl hung in the sky There is no bad, there is no good I drank all the blood that I could Made myself mythical, tried to be real Saw the future in the face of a Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil English sun, she has come To kiss my face and tell me I'm that chosen one A generation soaked in grief We're drying out and hanging on by the skin of our teeth I never thought it would get this far This somewhat drunken joke Sometimes I see so much beauty I don't think that I can cope There is no bad, there is no good I drank every scar that I could Made myself mythical, tried to be real Saw the future in the face of a Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil