Poppy 歌词

Ride that wake all the way, a scream in my throat Ride that wake all the way, my mother's voice Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field Endless dreaming, endless ecstasy For all I've caused - the dogs begin to circle me Their teeth, their jaws, my body in its vividness As flesh is made in marble As marble captures softness As softness holds a violence Within a pure expression Glimpses now of snowy beaches, winters borne in Delaware Glimpses now of driving, counting bridges to see that again Ride that wake all the way, a scream in my throat Ride that wake all the way, my mother's voice Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field Endless dreaming, endless ecstasy For all I've caused a brutal end is apropos I've made my art to suffer for the spectacle As flesh is made in marble As marble captures softness As softness holds a violence Within a pure expression Glimpses of when I'd walk so far I'd get home with my heels bleeding Glimpses of the trees that marked my seasons all I've since outlived I still see the place I once knew as 537-5218 Ride that wake all the way, a scream in my throat Ride that wake all the way, my mother's voice Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field