Lyrics:

I couldn't have it, yes, I let it get in
The helpless hope to missing of spring
Worn out and tired and my heart never tied
And the world's been [?] from weeping
And yet, the birds begin to sing
Ooh, ooh, oh

Daffodil
Daffodil

I'm not bad, I'm not good
I drank every scar that I could
Made myself mythical, tried to be real
Saw the future in the face of a

Daffodil
Daffodil
Daffodil
Daffodil

You practice resurrection every night
Raising the dead under the moonlight
And in the gloaming night, I start to cry
You're a perfect pearl out 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 scar that I could
Made myself mythical, tried to be real
Saw the future in the face of a

Daffodil
Daffodil
Daffodil
Daffodil