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 once was 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, its everything
I hear the blackbird sing, its 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, its everything
I hear the blackbird sing, its what you bring
Dandelion