Текст песни The Florist - Pekoe

My heavy heart slumbered into a dream
And my tears fed the emptiness that silenced me
As I grew fond of eternal sleep
A lady arose with inflorescent skin
Picking daisies to plant on her body
And wear on her sleeve

And the wind blew away
Every petal in her hair
But she smiled instead and turned to me and said

I heard it's a big world out there
Where blossoms bloom from your fear
The beauty of living is near
Once you can see your world flourish in your head
So don't you wither yet
Don't you wither yet

Ooooooh ahhh

As I stood still vines entangled me
I bled and I wept but I did not scream
She slowly cut through the thorns on my skin
Sung to my scars with her sweet melody
And she died in my blood as she finally set me free

Oh I planted her bones
And they grew into a tree
Its flowers fell from above and they whispered to me

I heard it's a big world out there
Where blossoms bloom from your fear

So if you look closely you'll find
Aromatic bliss blooming deep down inside
It's such sweetness that once did belong
To the soul of the florist whose war brought you life

I heard it's a big world out there
Where blossoms bloom from your fear
The beauty of living is near
Once you can see your world flourish in your head
So don't you wither yet
Don't you wither yet

Ooooh