The Florist
Pekoe Lyrics
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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
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
The lyrics to Pekoe's song The Florist are rich with symbolism and imagery that reflect upon themes of growth, resilience, and the beauty of life. The first stanza describes the feeling of being lost and trapped in despair, as the singer's heavy heart puts her to sleep and her tears feed the emptiness that silences her. However, she is awakened by a lady with inflorescent skin who is planting daisies on her body and wears them on her sleeve. This is a metaphor for the act of sowing seeds and nurturing growth in oneself, despite the bleakness of the landscape.
The second stanza reflects on the challenges of this process, which can be painful and overwhelming like the thorns that entangle the singer. However, the lady, who represents a mentor or guide, helps the singer by cutting through the thorns and singing to her scars with a sweet melody. The lady dies in the singer's blood as she finally sets her free, symbolizing the transformative power of growth and healing.
The final stanza repeats the message that there is beauty and wonder in the world if one can see it, and that blossoms bloom from fear. The singer discovers this aromatic bliss within herself, which belonged to the soul of the florist who died in her blood. This is a powerful metaphor for the idea that one can find strength and resilience within oneself, even in the face of adversity.
Line by Line Meaning
My heavy heart slumbered into a dream
I fell into a deep sleep with a heavy heart.
And my tears fed the emptiness that silenced me
My sadness and tears made me feel empty and lonely.
As I grew fond of eternal sleep
I started to wish for eternal sleep or death.
A lady arose with inflorescent skin
A beautiful woman appeared with skin like flowers.
Picking daisies to plant on her body
She picked daisies and planted them on her body.
And wear on her sleeve
She wore the daisies on her sleeve for everyone to see.
And the wind blew away
The wind blew the flower petals away.
Every petal in her hair
Every flower petal that was in her hair.
But she smiled instead and turned to me and said
Instead of being upset, she smiled and spoke to me.
I heard it's a big world out there
I heard that the world is a big place.
Where blossoms bloom from your fear
Where beautiful things can grow from your fears.
The beauty of living is near
The joy of life is close at hand.
Once you can see your world flourish in your head
Once you can imagine a beautiful life for yourself.
So don't you wither yet
So don't give up just yet.
As I stood still vines entangled me
I stood still and vines wrapped around me.
I bled and I wept but I did not scream
I was in pain and crying, but I didn't scream out loud.
She slowly cut through the thorns on my skin
The woman cut through the thorns on my skin slowly.
Sung to my scars with her sweet melody
She sang a sweet song to my scars.
And she died in my blood as she finally set me free
She died while freeing me from my pain and suffering.
Oh I planted her bones
I buried her bones.
And they grew into a tree
The bones grew into a tree.
Its flowers fell from above and they whispered to me
Flower petals fell from the tree and spoke to me.
So if you look closely you'll find
If you pay attention, you'll discover.
Aromatic bliss blooming deep down inside
A wonderful feeling growing deep within you.
It's such sweetness that once did belong
It's a beautiful thing that used to exist.
To the soul of the florist whose war brought you life
To the woman who was like a flower and who, even in death, brought me new life.
Don't you wither yet
Don't give up yet.
Contributed by Kennedy J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Grace K
Your music is so great and inspiring!! I found you through your Anaconda cover and I fell in love with your music. Please keep up the good work!!
John Doe
Wow I’m so glad I’m a curious being. I found this on Spotify but it wasn’t playing anything, so I searched it up and here I am... beautiful job!
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John Doe that’s literally how i found it just now lmao <3
Namjoon’s Crabs
John Doe it was aha :))
alex ! !
I adore the lyrics and the cinematic feel of this song!!
Daniela Calfa
Your voice is amazing you deserve more recognition
angela fiddler
I've fallen in love with your amazing voice
sarah
this song makes me so happy but kinda like i want to cry in a good way. i love it and you sm and you deserve everything!! pls make more music. it's breathtaking !!
Zuzanna Grala
i fell in love with your songs today
Ghoulbeanz
Wow what a beautiful and magic song... I am so at peace with your voice and this song.