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
