Poppy

Writing a song about some things that I know, try not to say what I don't Make me feel better for the meantime, between the heaves and blows Poppy My heart breaks for you Poppy My souls blue for you I've been searching in the pouring rain Poppy's all alone on the coast of Spain Scratching at my face in my underwear But you keep on breathing all my air Oh, and what a pity it is To get so high You loose all your friends And I'm so low, I want nothing again And I'm so close, but it's never a trend I drew a picture, she keeps it with her And it's a pretty little motherfucking picture She told me sit here, and let me cure you That's when I fell Rain fell Turned into daydreams Turned into night time Turned into sunlight That entered my eyes Behind the window It cast a shadow Inside a dark place That felt eternal And then the moon rose It turned the shadows Into the black holes That made the daydreams Turn into nightmares That felt eternal But then the sun rose (I've been searching in the pouring rain, Poppy's all alone on the coast of Spain) Writing a song about some things that I know, try not to say what I don't Make me feel better for the mean time, between the heaves and blows Oh, and what a pity it is To get so high You loose all your friends I drew a picture, she keeps it with her Well then, I guess I'll tell him About the pretty little picture that he's holding But if the lights off, you better call first Incase there's anybody else for you to bother