Dandelions

Dandelions blowing all around
Dandelions and a muted sound
Dandelions and the dance is pure
Dandelions and what's mine is yours

Dandelions and a few other things
Blown away by a single flick
Slow dancing in a gentle sky
Proud to fly, or maybe just proud

Dandelions blowing all around
Dandelions and a muted sound
Dandelions and the dance is pure
Dandelions and what's mine is yours

Dandelions are flying away
Many others have gone this way
That's the way that life goes about
We're all supposed to take that route

Dandelions blowing all around...

When We Were Kids

When we were kids
Colors were brighter
Honesty was inevitable
And the ground was much easier to reach.

When we were kids
Fire whispered in our ears
Told us to touch its hand
Said that it wouldn't feel too bad.

When we were kids
War was when our next door neighbor poked us with a pen
And then said "let's be friends again,
I have no one to play with."

When we were kids
Our media was Disney toons
Our greed was for Gerber spoons
And we only dreamed when we were sleeping

When we were kids
Things mattered and things made sense.

'cause When we were kids
We hardly had to use any past-tense.