Dandelion
He's old like the raspberry cold
Coming in the window
His gloom room flowers blooming out like armadillos
He looks to the left at the yellow lines
Moving with the traffic
His veins have turned to plastic blinds
He was new like the violet dew
Water looking at him through
The telescopic mountain view
Where the stars were still laughing
He lept into the northern sky
Filled his lungs with peach pie
Never even wondered why
Go with the yellow light
Your mind is a dandelion
The weight of your crooked spine is returning to snow
They know, you were mostly our machines
Not electrical in dreams, oh
He's old like the raspberry cold coming in the window
His gloom room flowers then blooming out like armadillos
He walks with the owls and the yellow moon
Walks like a river lapping
His blood is thick and tacky
He was new, like the violet dew
Water looking at him through
The telescopic mountain view
The stars were still laughing
He lept into the northern sky
Filled his lungs with peach pie
Never even wondered why
Go with the yellow light
Your mind is a dandelion
The weight of your crooked spine is returning to snow
They know you were mostly our machines
Not electrical in dreams, oh-oh
He looks to the left
He looks to the left
He looks to the left...
Coming in the window
His gloom room flowers blooming out like armadillos
He looks to the left at the yellow lines
Moving with the traffic
His veins have turned to plastic blinds
He was new like the violet dew
Water looking at him through
The telescopic mountain view
Where the stars were still laughing
He lept into the northern sky
Filled his lungs with peach pie
Never even wondered why
Go with the yellow light
Your mind is a dandelion
The weight of your crooked spine is returning to snow
They know, you were mostly our machines
Not electrical in dreams, oh
He's old like the raspberry cold coming in the window
His gloom room flowers then blooming out like armadillos
He walks with the owls and the yellow moon
Walks like a river lapping
His blood is thick and tacky
He was new, like the violet dew
Water looking at him through
The telescopic mountain view
The stars were still laughing
He lept into the northern sky
Filled his lungs with peach pie
Never even wondered why
Go with the yellow light
Your mind is a dandelion
The weight of your crooked spine is returning to snow
They know you were mostly our machines
Not electrical in dreams, oh-oh
He looks to the left
He looks to the left
He looks to the left...
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Writer(s): Adrianne Lenker
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