Letras: Mountain Goats, The. Nine Black Poppies.

when i got home i meant to give you some sweet chrysanthemum

the wind chimes were ringing all wrong and you were standing

in the doorway singing along

and i tried to rememeber how nice it had been

a long long time ago

but i couldn't rememeber.

i honestly could not remember



and a package came for you today, from the hunan province

the postmark burning jet black in the summer sun

someone was changing. someone was changing from the inside out

and i turned around to face you.



sweet peas in the garden, all in full bloom

and i thought i heard the traces of an old song murmuring in the room

like a half-remembered conversation, i let it slip away

and then i could not rememeber

i honestly could not remember



and a package came for you today, from the hunan province

the postmark burning jet black in the summer sun

someone was changing. someone was changing from the inside out

and i turned around to face you.