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"A Poppy to Remember" is the story of isolation, fear and hopelessness felt by both a British soldier stationed in Afghanistan and his partner who is left behind. It tells of the personal tragedy they endure in their own lives, in a context that is unfortunately so common to so many over the years of war. Myself and Laura share the vocals to reflect the differing thoughts and perspectives that prevail throughout the song. The lyrics are below, we hope you enjoy.
lyrics
Lyrics (Mark Kavanagh)
Tossing and turning in a bed that’s too big for me,
Wishing you were here so I could finally sleep in peace.
The garden’s overgrown, the gutters’ filled with mud.
I left the porch light on like you said I should,
Now I wait for your footsteps and a key coming through the door.
All the lovely neighbours say “You must be proud to be a soldier’s wife,
It’s what this country needs, what a brave way to live your life,
Off in Afghanistan fighting the wicked Taliban, a hero to his people”
But you people don’t understand, without a gun in his hand he was always a hero to me.
Stop, what’s that sound, your voice calling me.
No it’s just another bad dream.
Your taste your touch, you’re holding me close,
But my eyes they don’t see nothing at all.
I’m sorry baby but the worlds’ got me dizzy again.
I’m spinning with these visions, I don’t know if they’ll ever end.
Soldiers being blown up in a desert sometimes comrades often friends,
A life is still a life when the gunfire finally ends.
In a billion grains of sand, we’ll die without a grain of worth.
Stop that's enough I can't take it no more,
I'll wait for you to walk through the door.
Please I can't breathe I feel nauseous, I'm weak,
Until I'm numb and don't feel nothing at all.
Don’t worry now baby I’ll be home soon,
I’ll live every day only for you.
We’ll clean out the gutters, we’ll keep the grass short,
I’ll hold you in bed and when the lights are off,
Then we’ll drift off, yea we’ll drift off.
Stop I hear shots, what’s that you once said?
Live everyday like it might be your last.
Wait I see red, there’s light up ahead.
Now I don’t feel nothing at all.
I’m sorry madam, to bring you this awful news.
He died for the greater good but it’s sad when they go so soon.
Well what good to me is sympathy in a wooden box?
A life is still a life when the gunfire finally stops,
A Poppy to Remember but who will remember you?
A Poppy to Remember but who will remember you?
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