[00:00.000] 作词 : Lily Fontaine/Douglas Frost/Lewis Whiting/Nicholas Eden
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Lily Fontaine/Douglas Frost/Lewis Whiting/Nicholas Eden
[00:02.731]Mostly it feels like a waste.
[00:07.675]So much laughter un-canned,
[00:09.774]I'd forgotten the taste.
[00:11.996]Don't make me go back.
[00:16.101]All the plans we tiptoed around
[00:18.230]In quiet hours; daffodil buds.
[00:21.238]There is a reason the first nine months doesn't count.
[00:24.656]Nearly,
[00:27.267](Presque, wait no)
[00:29.432]Daffodils.
[00:35.483]Nearly,
[00:38.253](Presque, wait no)
[00:40.221]Daffodils.
[00:46.593]Sometimes it tears like a freight train
[00:48.862]Through a christening,
[00:50.497]Displacing the new growth and making everything ugly.
[00:54.577]Sometimes I want to make a home on it,
[00:57.543]To look between the wheels that I'm scared of being under.
[01:01.020]I've started whistling in the mornings;
[01:03.508]I like to hear the birds sing.
[01:08.445]Nearly,
[01:11.242](Presque, wait no)
[01:13.169]Daffodils.
[01:19.418]Nearly,
[01:22.194](Presque, wait no)
[01:24.104]Daffodils.
[02:31.627]Last night I dreamt that we lasted all the way 'til spring,
[02:36.325]But now the fields are full of red and blue with nothing in between.
[02:41.776]You can lead water to the daffodils.
[02:48.308]Mostly it feels like a waste.
[02:53.244]So much laughter un-canned,
[02:55.668]I'd forgotten the taste.
[02:57.596]Don't make me…
[02:59.220]Nearly,
[03:01.937](Presque, wait no)
[03:03.822]Daffodils.
[03:10.169]Nearly,
[03:12.974](Presque, wait no)
[03:14.880]Daffodils.
[03:21.054]Last night I dreamt that we lasted all the way 'til spring,
[03:25.645]But now the fields are full of red and blue with nothing in between.
[03:31.123]You can lead water to the daffodils,
[03:34.617]But you can't make them drink.