dandelion

black country communion

as i rise from golden slumbers

to my own mortality

and i want to take you with me

to my lone tranquility

then you vanish right before me

and the room smells like a flower

in the palace of the kings

yet the fruit is sometimes sour

my dandelion

my liberty

my dandelion

your devotee

my dandelion

this alchemy

my dandelion

as i stumble to the parlor

i am filled with no regret

and i am but a troubadour

i am the last prophet

this house was once a vacancy

now gold has turned to rust

but life is just a lesson

and full of wanderlust

my dandelion

my liberty

my dandelion

your devotee

my dandelion

this alchemy

my dandelion

and i take

dandelion

this is my inquisition

got me spun up on the wire

and i make

dandelion

i have come to my decision

gonna walk into the fire

i hear the blackbird sing

it's everything

i hear the blackbird sing

it's what you bring

and i take

dandelion

this is my inquisition

got me spun up on the wire

and i make

dandelion

i have come to my decision

gonna walk into the fire

and i take

dandelion

this is my inquisition

got me spun up on the wire

and i make

dandelion

i have come to my decision

gonna walk into the fire

i hear the blackbird sing

it's everything

i hear the blackbird sing

it's what you bring

dandelion