Florence & The Machine It sounds like a dream She's so beautiful and ethereal. For she stands sepulchral against the skies, Rembrandt colored clouds surrounding her Indeed she is mystical and magical Floating in the globe that The Machine Has created for her. They are interdependent. They feed off one another. Florence provides nutrients to the Machine and the Machine gives her back protoplasm. You are attracted to her; You are obsessed by her. BUT WATCH OUT! Get too close and you know what? The Machine will decapitate you. Ask her too many questions and stare at her rudely and guess what. The Machine will decapitate you. For she is of The Machine and The Machine is of her. She is floating in her protoplasm globe The world's ethereal siren. Leave her alone To sing, to sing.