Poppies

Breaking away
Left up to space
I'm on the moon
I'm on the moon
A humble decay
It's flying in space
Bottle some 'round
In their own way

Mm, mm
Mm, mm

I cannot shake
A feeling it raised
I was a shell
Put in your way
You couldn't take
Me and my place
Left to the ground
Without any escape

This time (mm)
This time
We spin (mm)
This life (mm)
Ain't mine
No light (mm)

The poppy won't grow
To last or to know
What new seasons bring
After the spring
How lucky they are
To not have to see
They left us alone
To deal with the spring