Poppy

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, yeah

Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field, yeah

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

And glimpses now of driving, counting bridges to see that again, yeah

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, yeah

Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field, yeah

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, yeah

Carry me where my tears return as poppies in a field