Dog Days Are Over (BBC Proms at the Royal Albert Hall)

Florence + The Machine, Jules Buckley
Album : Symphony of Lungs - BBC Proms at the Royal Albert Hall
Composition : Florence Welch, Isabella Summers
Composing : Florence Welch, Isabella Summers

And happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her, stuck still, no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble, she sank with a drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind
You can't carry it with you if you want to survive
Thе dog days are over
The dog days arе done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here they come
And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had
And what was left after that too, oh
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back
Struck from a great height
By someone who should have known better than that
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here they come
Now if you've been coming since Lungs
You really just know what to do here, don't you?
Does everybody know
they're gonna put their phones away now?
And be with each other in this room?
And then you know what to do, right?
When the song, yeah
You've got it
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children,
for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind
You can't carry it with you
if you want to survive
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here they come
Here they come
Here they come
Here they come