Now's The Time When This Will Turn To Fruit

All The Poppies Gonna Push Up Through

And I Can See The Ground Below

The Places That I Know Disappearing

And I Can See The Winter Fade

I Don't Feel So Afraid It's Clearing



Oh What A Feeling

Oh What A Feeling

Oh What A Feeling



Life Is Only Half Way In Our Hands

Years Have Passed While I Was Making Plans

And I Could Never Find The Words

I Always Felt Absurd, And Always Outside



But Now I Know I Shouldn't Care

There's A Song Already There

Waiting Inside



Oh, What A Feeling

Oh, What A Feeling

Oh, What A Feeling



And I Can Feel The Crock Unwind

The Parts Of Me I Tied Are Running

And All The Birds Are In My Head

The Laughter That Was Dead Is Coming



Oh, What A Feeling

Oh, What A Feeling

Oh, What A Feeling



The Laughter That Was Dead Is Coming

Oh, What A Feeling

The Laughter That Was Dead Is Coming