Poppies

Woke up with a memory

The soundtrack for a tender scene

I didn't wanna leave it in a dream

We were as we were before

Some unseen piano scored

The moment when we snuck behind the trees

All this year I thought I'd disappear under the weight

Of troubles stacking end to end

One or two, the first ones to break through and now

Across the field, the poppies come again

In the overflow car lot

Waiting for your call, I'm not

Alone I've got the radio on

Someone made a big machine

That somehow makes the air more clean

In Germany or something, I forgot

All this year I thought I'd disappear under the weight

Of troubles stacking end to end

One or two, the first ones to break through and now

Across the field, the poppies come again

All this year I thought I'd disappear under the weight

Of troubles stacking end to end

One or two, the first ones to break through and now

Across the field, the poppies come again