All This And Heaven Too - Florence + The Machine

And the heart is hard to translate

It has a language of its own

It talks and turns in quiet sighs

In prayers and proclamations

In the grand days of great men

And the smallest of gestures

In short shallow gasps

But with all my education

I can’t seem to command it

And the words are all escaping

Coming back all damaged

And I would put them back in poetry

If I’d only knew how

I can’t seem to understand it

I would give all this and heaven too

I would give it all if only for a moment

That I could just understand

The meaning of the word you see

'Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever

But it never makes sense to me at all

And it talks to me in tiptoes

And it sings to me inside

It cries out in the darkest night

And breaks in the morning light

But with all my education

I can’t seem to command it

And the words are all escaping

Come back all damaged

I would put them back in poetry

If I’d only knew how

I can’t seem to understand it

And I would give all this and heaven too

I would give it all if only for a moment

That I could just understand

The meaning of the word you see

'Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever

But it never makes sense to me at all

And I would give all this and heaven too

I would give it all if only for a moment

That I could just understand

The meaning of the word you see

'Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever

But it never makes sense to me at all

No oh oh

Words, poor language

Doesn’t deserve such treatment

And all my stumbling phrases never amounted

To anything worth this feeling

All this heaven

Never could describe such a feeling as I’m in

Words were never so useful

So I’m screaming out a language

That I never knew existed before