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As an integral part of any song, lyrics act a way for artists to divulge their thoughts with listeners, but with so many songs out there, how can you be sure to hear all of these messages?

To grasp these hidden meanings, we have asked Rose Ford to showcase some of their favourite, original lyrics and are pleased to feature them as part of our Waxing Lyrical series. 

Today’s Waxing Lyrical With Rose Ford dives into the lyrics of their song ‘Daisy’.

London born songwriter Rose Ford writes a certain kind of soft and poetic indie folk music. Inspired by Nick Drake, Joanna Newsom and Mari Kalkun, Rose plays acoustic guitar and often uses alternate tunings, unusual chords and odd time signatures.

Rose is lyrically inspired by the notion of the inner child and emotional truths. Her lyrics set the songs in a vivid natural landscape, filled with foxes, forests and rivers. Rose is currently recording an album with songwriter Lila Tristram on piano and her brother Sam on percussion.

WANT TO HEAR MORE? To see the premiere of Rose Ford’s “Listening Party”, head to hotvox.co.uk at 8pm on 11th March

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I had a dream of a man with no face,

Came to our house and stole the clock off the kitchen wall,

I didn’t know what to think of it

I had a dream we were dressed up in white, spinning on carousels,

Flying from the old beams of your house

And I knew that it all would run out and I didn’t care

We asked him for the silver lining and he said there was none

We asked him where the dark horse flies to and he said she’d be gone

And I can’t keep living lies, for the children that curl up inside of your eyes

And I might let them cry if I thought they could stop

Might let them dance a little before bed and stay up for toast

But I fear that they might kill us both

And I can’t keep treading time for it all will run out and

We’ll fly back to the river

And show me next time where the horse did find water

And write me the rhythms that explain all the darkness inside of the light

And I’ll ask you to read in the depths of the night

Daisy Daisy, give me your answer do

I’m half crazy just for the love of you

It won’t be a stylish marriage, I can’t afford a carriage

But you’d look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle made for two

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