[Intro] [Soft piano melody, gentle wind sounds] [Verse 1] Red, lilac, and orange poppies I find on my walk Wild flowers of spring That bloom on the road. [Verse 2] Some are solitary Others shine together Of various heights They are not flowers for the deceased. [Pre-Chorus] [Distorted guitar build-up, heavy drums] [Chorus] They respond to the wind They are visited by bees They sleep outdoors They don't grow old. [Bridge] [Powerful and rhythmic guitar riff] [Verse 3] Thin and soft petals Army-green stem They are not a resting place for birds They sprout in the field or in the garden. [Outro] [Piano returns, fading out] Wild flowers of spring... On the road... [End]
