This was made three years ago and never got any comments.
@RomeoRush5 ай бұрын
I actually transcended wtf
@finkindisfrew2 жыл бұрын
I feel like these two raised me, I want them to collaborate so bad, I can't die knowing there has never been a collaboration😢
@lissa47502 жыл бұрын
Thank you so much for this
@florencehozier2 жыл бұрын
You're so welcome!!!
@florencehozier3 жыл бұрын
When love was found I kept my hope just like I'd hoped to Then sang to the sea for feelings deep blue And coming down And we've had problems that we've grown through But I bet you dream of what you could do At seventeen, I was alright Was like nothin' I could feel inside And wishing you were here tonight is like holding on But I still get to see your face, right? And that's like nothing they can take, right? So there won't be no feeling in the firelight, hoping this'll be right Time to show your worth, child I remember when her heart broke over stubborn shit That's no way to be living kid The angel of death is ruthless And I'm always thinking summertime with the bikes out Pushing our luck, getting wiped out Days with nothing but laughing loud Underneath my coat, won't you tap my shoulder, hold my hand Nights with nothing but dark in there You could be my armor then Island smiles and cardigans The nights that we've been drinking in We're here to help you kill all of this hurt that you've been harboring Confessions should be better planned Alone, that night, I'm surely damned Run away, I'll understand What's important is this evening I will not forget Purple, blue, orange, red These colors of feeling Give me love, I'll put my heart in it And I think about it all the time Lights went out, you were fine You kinda struggle not to shine I still love you, though I still love you, though I still love you always So hold me when I'm home Keep the evenings long Crack and break and part ways I still love you, though I still love you, though I still love you always So hold me when I'm home Keep the evenings long Let's not crack and break and part ways And I wonder if I could let her down It's for real, it's for real It's for real, it's for real
@florencehozier3 жыл бұрын
Lyrics: Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire. It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me. The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother. But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing. And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Songwriters: Andrew Hozier Byrne
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This was made three years ago and never got any comments.
I actually transcended wtf
I feel like these two raised me, I want them to collaborate so bad, I can't die knowing there has never been a collaboration😢
Thank you so much for this
You're so welcome!!!
When love was found I kept my hope just like I'd hoped to Then sang to the sea for feelings deep blue And coming down And we've had problems that we've grown through But I bet you dream of what you could do At seventeen, I was alright Was like nothin' I could feel inside And wishing you were here tonight is like holding on But I still get to see your face, right? And that's like nothing they can take, right? So there won't be no feeling in the firelight, hoping this'll be right Time to show your worth, child I remember when her heart broke over stubborn shit That's no way to be living kid The angel of death is ruthless And I'm always thinking summertime with the bikes out Pushing our luck, getting wiped out Days with nothing but laughing loud Underneath my coat, won't you tap my shoulder, hold my hand Nights with nothing but dark in there You could be my armor then Island smiles and cardigans The nights that we've been drinking in We're here to help you kill all of this hurt that you've been harboring Confessions should be better planned Alone, that night, I'm surely damned Run away, I'll understand What's important is this evening I will not forget Purple, blue, orange, red These colors of feeling Give me love, I'll put my heart in it And I think about it all the time Lights went out, you were fine You kinda struggle not to shine I still love you, though I still love you, though I still love you always So hold me when I'm home Keep the evenings long Crack and break and part ways I still love you, though I still love you, though I still love you always So hold me when I'm home Keep the evenings long Let's not crack and break and part ways And I wonder if I could let her down It's for real, it's for real It's for real, it's for real
Lyrics: Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire. It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me. The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother. But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing. And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine. Songwriters: Andrew Hozier Byrne
holy shit ...... this is amazing, i love it !!!!
Love this 💜💜💜💜
Love it! Vibes.