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Lyrics //

Slow bird, keep your eyes on another place
This will pass like the wind underneath your wings

Dandelion I wish that I knew your name
The silver lines you must have to find
To grow in rain, cut down again

Who decided that you weren’t beautiful
And that you had to go

Spare change inside a paper cup
It is slowly adding up to a greyhound bus
And somewhere warm, where little acorns
Can grow into big trees, and heal up their skinned knees

Dandelion I wish that I knew your name, I knew your name
The silver lines you must have to find
To grow in rain, only to be cut down again

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