Cornflower (Marelle) - Craig Armstrong, Guy Garvey

There’s my love

Waiting ahead in the sun

The open fields

Rolling and blown all conspiracy

Here in the moment, I frame

The whispered applause of the land

Open and patient

Her hand

There’s my love

Worn cotton cornflower dress

The great unsaid

Of all that a smile could suggest

When I’m a whole world away

Conjure this moment, I will

And I’ll hear her heart in the stillness

My love