Lounge - Cutting Poppies Lyrics

Who's that, the one in pink
She's feeding fishes in her bathroom sink
Or him, he's doused in black
Carries his troubles in a tattered rucksack

Find one who's doing well
Their day-to-day feels like a living hell
Occupied from dawn to dusk
Keeps dozing off while waiting for the bus

Cutting poppies brightened up my day
Hang them up and watch the colors fade
Casting stones at our oldest dreams
We try to smile but it goes unseen

Cutting poppies brightened up my day
Hang them up and watch the colors fade
Careless gestures taking up the screen for all to see

A manic man, a three-piece suit
His jaw is heavy selling I-O-U's
Looking around, there's so much to admire
Come warm your hands, the world's on fire

Cutting poppies brightened up my day
Hang them up and watch the colors fade
Casting stones at our oldest dreams
We try to smile but it goes unseen

Cutting poppies brightened up my day
Hang them up and watch the colors fade
Careless gestures taking up the screen for all to see

Whittled wages, goodbye to surprise
Your favorite faces hung out to dry
Oh I'm sorry, I must have missed it
They could have saved us but they wouldn't risk it

A manic man, who's doing well
He's dozing off from his living hell
Oh I'm sorry, I must have missed it
They could have saved us but they wouldn't risk it