When you walk away. You don’t hear me say, “Please, oh baby, don’t go.”
Simple and clean is the way that you’re making me feel tonight. It’s hard to let it go. Hold me. Whatever lies beyond this morning, is a little later on. Regardless of warnings the future doesn’t scare me at all. Nothing’s like before
Florence and the Machine at last night’s Spotify event in Brooklyn. As Florence began to sing Sky Full of Song a literal storm began to hit, she never faltered and embraced the storm.
reckless & terribly gay 