Low Flying Dandelion - King Nun

Heaving in a knot under barbed wire

Sleeping in a slot with a tire iron

Leaping over hot rocks by the white lodge

Your bubblegum pops and every clock stops

You drop them in some cherry cola

October came forever, and I’m the witness, I miss this

Dreamed a day spent with you

Drew a face on the frame

I wake up outside in a beautiful night

Check my keys and wallet, this is hardcore

I remember you more than falling asleep

We’ve all got to come back home someday

For now, let this mood fade away

Raindrops drop in a draw of props

The crocs in the crops

Bite the tops off a mob of mop haired cops

A fog rises off a pop gunshot

I dreamed a season spent alone with you

And I’m projecting a box of angels shaking

A spinning penny splitting, I’m getting what I asked for

Catching arrows every hour, leave it longer now

Call it flower power, Texas chainsaw mascara

Dreamed a day spent with you

Drew a face on the frame

Bring it all here, bring it all now

Days spent in Heaven

Bring it all here, bring it all now

Days spent in Heaven

We’ve all got to come back home someday

For now, let this mood fade away

To make room for the scene, for the scene

Changing faces, always her

Every mood, I owe to her

Places changing, I’ll be ready for