I skulk through the skeleton trees- the birds and the sun have both flown
I daresay, a damnable scheme is hidden in midwinter's moan
Afloat in a frozen white flood- disheveled, I shuffle the floor
The fix for what's freezing my blood rests behind the red cellar door
Dandelion wine- just half a spoonful and everything's fine
Summoning days of summer in bloom, chasing winter away
I should be raking my roof- the snow drift is dangerously high
But I've found my favorite proof and the barrel is barely half-dry
Dandelion wine- just half a spoonful and everything's fine
Summoning days of summer in bloom, but it's slipping away
Dandelion wine- just half a spoonful and everything's fine
Dandelion wine- just half a bottle and everything's fine
Dandelion wine (The barrel is dry as a bone)
Dandelion wine (The snow is still falling like ash)
Dandelion wine (The ceiling is starting to groan)
Dandelion wine (Then everything ends with a crash)
Crushed like a rat in a trap
Buried in beams of rough pine
It's cold now, and catacomb black
Dreaming of dandelion wine
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