Distances travelled
Nothing more
Only things
I've seen before
Private transmissions
Not coming through
They're only for me
And they're only for you
And so it all boils over
I know I'll sink a little while
A field of poppys and 4 leaf clovers
I feel that they can make me smile
Rush hour commute
Nothing less
Another dispute
It's just politics
Secret transmissions
Not coming in
They're just where you're at
And not where you've been
And so it all boils over
I know I'll sink a little while
A field of poppys and 4 leaf clovers
I feel that they can make me smile
And have you ever felt so alone?
You still can't tell when we'll get home