Taraxacum seeds fly high
Sailing through a cobalt sky
Over stones of ancient gray
Where the golden spirits play
Carry the seed to the broken wall
Watch as the heavy columns fall
Ride on the breath of a mountain peak
Finding the solace that we both seek
Silty soil and weathered lime
Counting down the pulse of time
Roots will split the temple floor
Opening a hidden door
Latin names for every weed
Hidden in a tiny seed
Patience is a steady hand
Claiming back this lonely land
Carry the seed to the broken wall
Watch as the heavy columns fall
Ride on the breath of a mountain peak
Finding the solace that we both seek
Tarsus stone and mossy green
Purest sight I've ever seen
Hold my hand in freezing air
Finding something we can share
White fluff drifting in the heat
Making every circle meet
Nature wins the final fight
Turning heavy black to light
Carry the seed to the broken wall
Watch as the heavy columns fall
Ride on the breath of a mountain peak
Finding the solace that we both seek
Plant the seed in the gray
Wait for a brighter day
Taraxacum Wind!
