Daffodil Floors - Mandi Mapes

300 Miles was just far enough to never live up to what won't fix itself. Its not enough, no its never enough to give and to take. To sit and to wait. When it all just feels the same. Has it started to feel like home? So afraid of calling it so. Seldom doses of security and minor growth. Has it started to feel lonesome? So afraid of admitting it as so. All bottled up, and disguised so no one could ever know. I'd blame myself for always wanting more, but first impressions are nothing behind closed doors. Whats more to expect from your face to the floorboard, than the color of the tile floor. The only thing that you deserve is a mirror with a hand to hold. A perfect reflection of your perception of God and love. If time is all it takes I'd rip the hands from every clock just to never feel a thing. Perfect paintings still fall down, Some things just don't work out. Perfect paintings still fall down and some things just fall apart. If time is all it takes I'd rip the hands from every clock to never feel a thing. Prides a crutch. Grief's not enough. Give up the ghost; or just grow up. Miles away; Empty apartment and beds. My wasted effort on things just not meant to mend. The perfect color of the tile floor. We'd always assume the worst. The perfect color of the tile floor. The perfect shade of black and gray. The perfect picture of you and him.

I couldn't help it, yes, I let it get in The helpless optimism of spring Worn out and tired, and my heart near retired And the world bent double from weeping And yet, the birds begin to sing, ooh, oh Daffodil Daffodil I'm not bad, I'm not good I drank every sky that I could Made myself mythical, tried to be real Saw the future in the face of a Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil We practice resurrection every night Raising the dead under the moonlight And in the gloaming, I start to cry You're a perfect pearl hung in the sky There is no bad, there is no good I drank all the blood that I could Made myself mythical, tried to be real Saw the future in the face of a Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil English sun, she has come To kiss my face and tell me I'm that chosen one A generation soaked in grief We're drying out and hanging on by the skin of our teeth I never thought it would get this far This somewhat drunken joke Sometimes, I see so much beauty I don't think that I can cope There is no bad, there is no good I drank every sky that I could Made myself mythical, tried to be real Saw the future in the face of a Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil Daffodil

Go put on that blue dress The one you know I love the best Don't mind me, I'll stay down here So I can watch you stridin' down the steps I missed you more than you know It seems like we're always fightin' time Thoughts of you on nights like these Give me hope while across state lines Let's warm up these hardwood floors And tonight I'll see you spin around Take my hand, honey, let's just dance And pretend there ain't nobody else in town And tonight there ain't nobody else around And tonight there ain't nobody else in town Four feet move down the line Synchronized in perfect time And for once my blues have past I can feel them fading behind In your eyes they look in mine Reading what lies behind It's just love, honey, don't you mind Everything will be just fine Let's warm up these hardwood floors And tonight I'll see you spin around Take my hand, honey, let's just dance And pretend there ain't nobody else in town And tonight there ain't nobody else around And tonight there ain't nobody else in town, no The moments he has a little life He lives and breathes like a soul Here and now it breathes in us Livin' on 'til we're old Until we're old Let's warm up these hardwood floors And tonight I'll see you spin around Take my hand, honey, let's just dance And pretend there ain't nobody else in town And tonight there ain't nobody else around And tonight there ain't nobody else in town Let's warm up these hardwood floors And tonight I'll see you spin around Take my hand, honey, let's just dance And pretend there ain't nobody else in town And tonight there ain't nobody else around And tonight there ain't nobody else in town, oh

I can't make no dinner, but a nigga with the breakfast We can smoke, we can fuck, what's your preference? Wrote to Santa just to put you on my sex list You got that million dollar on at the Craig's list Aw yeah, and you know who I am All these bitches in the crib, they just go there to dance And I'm in and out the bank like I go there to scam We can go to Miami, girl, we can go just to say, oh yeah Liquor poured up, women called up, fuck it all up, oh yeah In the condo, you know how I go Give it up, so 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah So good, I should have to pay for it Saved you under peach emojis in my contact So when you hit me, you remind me just to call back Tell them niggas like December coming, fall back She cashing out at 4 A.M., I'm 'bout to fall in, okay We found love in the club, what you call that? We wound up in the tub, and I bossed that We still fucking on the bitch, 'til later We still got this shit lit, 48 floors 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah 48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah So good, I should have to pay for it Porsche keys, got from Paris, you're my French baby I'm just tryna win, can you let me win, baby? Mixing up Patron with the gin, baby I don't see nothing wrong, even though I know it's the same, baby I'm a 7 figure nigga, still riding the scrape Still drop a bitch off if she don't drop on the take I can never lose the flavor that I got from the Bay And I still got it, if you need it, you can cop it today, oh yeah On the 48th floor Keep that body on the sign like it's our valet show, yeah Gridin' on me like a skateboard Tryna push a nigga buttons, this is not a game board, no Uh, on the 48th floor The condo 'bout the bando, where I used to stay before Now I'm popping in Toronto, I go state to state, far away Whipping like I'm tryna make a getaway for it, oh yeah Uh, oh yeah Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh Ooh, ooh