XTC. Nonsuch. Holly up on Poppy. Zeneszám

Holly up on Poppy, Canter never stop
She has escaped from the world
Where they bake beautiful girls

Holly up on Poppy, trotting to the top
She talks and banners unfurl
Their secrets crayoned in swirls

Everyday I have to pluck up
Courage to look her in the eyes
The eyes of storms

Anyway I love to watch her
Ride and play the alchemy
That love performed, laughing

Holly up on Poppy, Canter never stop
She has escaped from the world
Where they bake beautiful girls

Holly up on Poppy, trotting to the top
She talks and banners unfurl
Their secrets crayoned in swirls

Everytime I look at my watch
I'm reminded we are poor
In hours per day

Every second, spent with her
Is a bulging wallet overstuffed
With angels pay, laughter

Holly up on Poppy
Holly up on Poppy
Holly up on Poppy