Lyrics:

Prospekt's March
smoke Is Rising From The Houses
people Burying Their Dead
i Asked Somebody What The Time Is
but Time Doesn't Matter To Them Yet

people Talking Without Speaking
trying To Take What They Can Get
i Ask You If You Remember
prospekt, How Could I Forget

drums
here It Comes
don't You Wish That Life Could Be As Simple
as Fish Swimming Round In A Barrel When You've Got The Gun
oh, When I Run
here It Comes
we're Just Two Little Figures In A Soup Bowl
trying To Get The Other Kind Of Control
but I Wasn't One

but Here I Lie
on My Own In A Separate Sky
and Here I Lie
on My Own In A Separate Sky
i Don't Wanna Die
on My Own Here Tonight
but Here I Lie
on My Own In A Separate Sky

poppyfields
(Instrumental)