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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Florence Welch
Vocals
James Ford
Bass Guitar
Isabella Summers
Piano
Christopher Lloyd Hayden
Drums
Rob Ackroyd
Guitar
Tom Moth
Harp
Sally Herbert
Violin
Everton Nelson
Violin
Bruce White
Viola
Ian Burdge
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Florence Welch
Songwriter
Isabella Summers
Songwriter
Sally Herbert
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Ford
Producer
Isabella Summers
Additional Producer
Jimmy Robertson
Mixing Engineer
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Happiness hit her
Like a train on a track
Coming towards her
Stuck, still no turning back
She hid around corners
And she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses
And from it she fled
With every bubble
She sank with her drink
And washed it away down
The kitchen sink
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind
You can't carry it with you if you want to survive
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here are they come
And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything
You had and what was left after that too, oh
Happiness hit her
Like a bullet in the back
Struck from a great height
By someone who should know better than that
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here they come
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind
You can't carry it with you if you want to survive
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here are they come
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run
Here they come
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run
Writer(s): Florence Leontine Mary Welch, Isabella Janet Florentina Summers
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