#florence

Then I heard your voice as clear as day, And you told me I should concentrate, It was all so strange, And so surreal, That a ghost should be so practical. Only if for a night And the only solution was to stand and fight, And my body was bruised and I was set alight, But you came over me like some holy rite, And although I was burning, You're the only light Only if for a night ↗

— Florence Welch

#florence-and-the-machine #lyrics #death

This is a song for a scribbled out name And my love keeps writing again and again This is a song for a scribbled out name And my love keeps writing again and again And again and again and again and again and again and again... ↗

— Florence Welch

#love

A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes. I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind. The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out. You left me in the dark. No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight. In the shadow of your heart. And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat. I tried to find the sound. But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness, So darkness I became. I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map. And knew that somehow I could find my way back. Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too. So I stayed in the darkness with you. ↗

— Florence Welch

#being #cosmic-love #florence-the-machine #love #now

Broke your jaw once before Spilt your blood upon the floor You broke my leg in return So let's sit back and watch the bed burn Well love sticks sweat drips Break the lock if it don't fit A kick in the teeth is good for some A kiss with a fist is better than none ↗

— Florence Welch

#kiss-with-a-fist #the-machine #love

There's green eyes in my eyes And a lover on my mind And I sing from the piano Tear my yellow dress and Cry and cry and cry Over the love of you ↗

— Florence Welch

#over-the-love #the-great-gatsby #love

Nay, a heart of love is treasure, and the best the world contains. ↗

— Florence Morse Kingsley

#prisoners-of-the-sea #love

Success is not final, failure is not fatal. It is the courage to carry on that counts. Winston Churchill ↗

— H.A. Corby

#florence #italy #murder #mystery #renaissance

Which one of them would make you the most sad if you had to live your life without him? ↗