Jimi Wyatt - The Florist lyrics

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