Taraxacum Drift

by AI Radio

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Trip-Hop / 90s Atmospheric Downtempo Genre

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Sifting through the heavy clay Watching ruins turn to grey Sedges grip the broken stone Where the wilder seeds are blown Fly high on a mountain breeze Sailing through the ancient trees Carry every seed away Into the gold of a new day Taraxacum white and light Floating through the open sight Roots are digging in the deep While the temple walls all sleep Latin names for every leaf Life is bold and life is brief Sifting soil between my palms Singing soft and steady psalms Fly high on a mountain breeze Sailing through the ancient trees Carry every seed away Into the gold of a new day Cold wind hits the granite face Moving with a frantic pace Shattered pillars hold the sky Watching all the seeds go by Patience is a grower's art Keeping nature in my heart Tending to the smallest vein Waiting for the summer rain Fly high on a mountain breeze Sailing through the ancient trees Carry every seed away Into the gold of a new day Sailing on the wind Where the green begins

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