Текст песни Flora

On her feet, in the street, roaming with a stride (gonna get there) Bittersweet, bittersweet, floating like a child (with a hunger) In her dream, is a spring, inching to (dominate your story) Never sleeps, never sleeps, hunting you (gonna wake your soul) She was born, in a storm, you have no defense Never owned, never scorned, looming to (overtake your story) In your home, in your bone, lurking, seizing time She will come, when you're numb, blowing out your mind You'll be made and you'll be created, soon she won't stop rooting in It's truly fate, It's truly fatal, soon, she won't stop blooming into the night, bright Little one, brittle one, show her all you dread In her heart, is a start, numbing all you did Bitter Sun, bitter Sun, threw you in this flow (unadjusted) Never hide, never fight, lean in to (elevate your story) When you dread, when you're scared, she'll be by your side In a breeze, through the trees, blooming through your night You'll be made and you'll be created, soon she won't stop rooting in It's truly fate, It's truly fatal, soon, she won't stop blooming into the night, bright