Pomegranate Daffodil - Lyrics - Hawksley Workman

Hawksley Workman is a Canadian rock singer-songwriter who has garnered critical acclaim for his blend of cabaret pop and glam rock. Workman has released eleven full length albums throughout his career. He is a multi-instrumentalist, playing guitar, drums, bass, keyboards and singing on his records and often switching between those instruments when playing live.

Don't *** around anymore There's no good times left for a war So spit shine your old shoes and knock on my door And don't *** around anymore Cause the good days are bleeding away They weren't ours to keep anyway So drink up your red wine and make love every day Cause the good days are bleeding away This catastrophe of mine Play your cards and play them right It could be yours tonight Oh, this catastrophe if mine Oh, this catastrophe of yours After one, yea, there's always more Is that all that you're living for? Oh, this catastrophe of yours (Chorus) Someday, someday, someday! I'll be bored And we'll have time for these catastrophes anymore This catastrophe of ours Ain't no moon and ain't no stars There ain't no Jupiter and Mars In this catastrophe of ours This catastrophe we made Murky waters and in we wade There won't be peace for us today In this catastrophe we made CHORUS... Pomegranate and daffodil If you take love for granted, regret it you will Cause no darkness can take us, and cloud us forever No darkness can keep us from staying together I said no darkness can keep us, keep us apart. So don't *** around anymore I said, don't *** around anymore Don't *** around anymore So, don't *** around anymore