The Black Atlantic Dandelion Lyrics
Dandelion by The Black Atlantic
Now she walks the land
The heart of which she always belonged to
On the back ways
Finding wild flowers and stones
For a wise woman's treasury
She set free to the wind
When the clock of her memory dispersed
Into uncountable incomprehensible time capsules
Film rearranged on the reel
In her eyes, I would always be four years old
My Dandelion
The heart of which she always belonged to
On the back ways
Finding wild flowers and stones
For a wise woman's treasury
She set free to the wind
When the clock of her memory dispersed
Into uncountable incomprehensible time capsules
Film rearranged on the reel
In her eyes, I would always be four years old
My Dandelion