Florence — A Love Song for Florence from Dombey and Son

Destiny, babe, left you

forlorn, sad,

and despondent.

Your lonesome heart

never had a vent.

I was there,

but you were never

ready, babe,

to make choices

for your chaotic mind

made noises.

Destiny, babe, left you

melancholic.

Once, you were so

crestfallen and weak.

Babe, the town is

too lonesome to not

desert you;

Babe, it’s you

to heal your wound

and woe.

I saw you there, sobbing,

for all your misgiving

that made miserable

your living.

But you never

ceased to love;

your heart tender

and sweet.

The wounds never

made you cold;

unlike broken souls

aplenty

that are sold.

Destiny left you

weeping and forlorn;

but you kept loving,

You are one-off, babe.

In the world of

wild horses,

you’re a unicorn.