Dandelion - Heather Maloney

I have nothing

but these weathered hands

and I live nowhere

on this wild land

and you are royal

buy your head is bare

and something precious

should be placed up there

ooh-oh-oh

and the dandelions

will give me gold to use

and the deep delphiniums

will bring me sapphire blues

and the wild roses

will bring me ruby red

and the morning dew drops

are crystals for your head

and I will bind, what nature scatters

and I will weave, with what I’ve gathered

and I will tie, these things together

I will crown, you with whatever

grows prettiest

grows prettiest

and you have nothing

but that weathered heart

and you live somewhere

inside that wild body, majesty

you and your garland crown

magically fade away

into imperial ground

ooh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh

oh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh

and the dandelions

will show us how to die, our souls are a burst of white

designed to fall and fly

and very star above

will be our noble guide

and when we land again

we will grow side by side

and I will bind, what nature scatters

I will weave, with what I’ve gathered

and I will tie, these things together

I will crown, you with whatever

I will bind, what nature scatters

I will weave, with what I’ve gathered

I will tie, these things together

I will crown, you with whatever

grows prettiest

grows prettiest

ooh-oh-oh