South London Forever

Florence + The Machine

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Tom:
G When I go home alone I drive past the place where I was born
F And the places that I used to drink
Am G Young and drunk and stumbling in the street
F Outside the Joiners Arms like foals unsteady on their feet
G With the art students and the boys in bands
G F High on E and holding hands with someone that I just met
G F I thought, "It doesn't get better than this
Am G There can be nothing better than this, better than this."
G And we climbed onto the roof, the museum
F And someone made love in the ground
Am And I'd forgot my name
G And the way back to my mother's house
G With your black cool eyes and your bitten lips
G The world is at your fingertips
F Am It doesn't get better than this
G What else could be better than this? [Refrão]
G Oh, don't you know? I have seen
F I have seen the fields aflame
Am And everything I ever did
G Was just another way to scream your name
G F Over and over and over and over again
G F Over and over and over and over again
G And we're just children wanting children of our own
F I wanted space to watch things grow
Am G But did I dream too big? Do I have to let it go?
F And what if one day there is no such thing as snow?
Am G Oh God, what do I know? And I don't know anything Except that green is so green And there's a special kind of sadness that seems to come with spring [Refrão]
G Oh, don't you know? I have seen
F I have seen the fields aflame
Am And everything I ever did
G Was just another way to scream your name
G F Over and over and over and over again
G F Over and over and over and over again [Refrão]
G Oh, don't you know that I have seen
F I have seen the fields aflame?
Am But everything I ever did
G Was just another way to scream your name
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Composição: Florence Welch e Brett Shaw

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