At the station, at the border an egression to the exterior law and order 
   Upward plantation 
   I remember your red dress 
   Like a field full o' poppy 
   You were making me dreamy 
   Stunned by a love got to do what your head says 
   Could not let it stop me 
   They got one leaving today 
   And it's going away 
   Got my feet in the stirrup 
   It can be kind of banal 
   But I dream of your red dress 
   Riding down these dry canals 
   Oh baby it's not Europe 
   But I'm sending you money 
   I'm sending you lots of money 
   So you can buy a ticket 
   You will be my martian honey all the day 
   They got one leaving today 
   And it's going away. 

		Black Francis
		(p) 1991 4-A-D