English Teacher - Nearly Daffodils lyrics

Mostly it feels like a waste
So much laughter un-canned
I’d forgotten the taste
Don’t make me go back

All the plans we tiptoed around
In quiet hours; Daffodil buds
There is a reason
The first nine months doesn’t count

Nearly
Presque
Daffodils
Nearly
Presque
Daffodils

Sometimes it tears like a freight train
Through a christening
Displacing the new growth
And making everything ugly

Sometimes I want to make a home on it
To look between the wheels I’m scared of being under
I’ve started knitting in the mornings
I like to hear the birds sing

Nearly
Presque
Daffodils
Nearly
Presque
Daffodils

Last night I dreamt
That we lasted
All the way ‘til spring
But now the fields are full
Of red and blue
With nothing in between
You can lead water
To the daffodils

Mostly it feels like a waste
So much laughter un-canned
I’d forgotten the taste
Don’t make me

Nearly
Presque
Daffodils
Nearly
Presque
Daffodils

Last night I dreamt
That we lasted
All the way ‘til spring
But now the fields are full
Of red and blue
With nothing in between
You can lead water
To the daffodils
But you can’t make them drink