black country communion
dandelion
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 was once 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, it's everything I hear the blackbird sing, it's 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, it's everything I hear the blackbird sing, it's what you bring Dandelion