Now all of the landscape, it's just an empty place Acres of longing, mountains of tenderness
Cause she's just like the weather, can't hold her together Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow Cause it's burning through the bloodline It's cutting down the family tree Growing in the landscape, darling, in between you and me.
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commandsthewind) wrote2012-11-04 12:42 pm
» LANDSCAPE | florence + the machine
She can't see the landscape anymore
It's all painted in her grief
All of her history etched out at her feet
Now all of the landscape, it's just an empty place
Acres of longing, mountains of tenderness
Cause she's just like the weather, can't hold her together
Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow
Cause it's burning through the bloodline
It's cutting down the family tree
Growing in the landscape, darling, in between you and me.