Nina Simone - Emergency Ward (2004) by Nina Simone (보컬) on maniadb.com

A child ran through the meadow on a sun drenched summer day
And then he stopped his play
And kneeled in a field of poppies.

A man walked through my ghetto on a humid summer day
And then he stopped to pay and he dealed in a field of poppies.

Oh, flower of forgetfulness, just an hour away to the moon
Take a deep breath if you are reaching for truth
While you're in the stupor
The door knocks and death takes another youth.

Poppies, red poppies..., red poppies...

A boy I used to know, a boy I used to know who's laughter rang to the skies
Was a joy to behold
Then I looked into his eyes, a look so cold, a boy who (rose on (???sorry))
In a field of poppies

Poppies, red poppies, red poppies, red poppies..., red poppies...,
Red poppies...., red poppies..., red poppies..., red poppies...,

Isn't it a pity
You don't know what I'm talking about yet
But I'm gonna tell you soon, it's a pity,
Isn't it a pity
Isn't it a shame
Yes, how we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back,
Forgetting to remember
Just forgetting and no thank you
Isn't it a pity
Some things take so long
But how do I explain
When not too many people
Can see that we're all the same
We're all guilty
And because of all the tears
Our eyes can't hope to see
Though I dont think it's applicable to me
The beauty that surrounds them
Child, isn't it a pity
How we take each other's love,
Most precious thing
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Forgetting to keep open the door
But I understand some things take so long
How do I explain
Why not too many people
Can see were just the same
And because of all their tears
Their eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds them
God, isn't it a pity
The beauty that surrounds us
And we don't see it
We think things are just the same
(We've been programmed that way)
Isn't it a pity?
If you want to feel sorry, isn't it a pity?
Isn't it a pity?
The beauty that surrounds us
Because of all our tears
Our eyes just can't hope to see
Maybe one day at least I'll see me
And just concentrate on
Givin'! Givin'! Givin! Givin!
Until that day
Mankind don't stand a chance
Don't know nothin' about romance
Everything is plastic
Isn't it a pity?
My God