dandelion seed Lyrics

Cruising up above me, bourne up aloft on an easy wind

Sweeping down the valley, curving up the slope

Floating diving turning twisting to me again

Cursing the crick in the nape of my neck

I squint both my eyes, to focus on the speck

A floating flying tiny tender dandelion seed

And I can taste the irony

That I would think so much of me

To imagine I know anything at all

This little seed with tiny wings

Can fly higher than I've ever dreamed

Freely soaring to where I'll never be

Isn't that a humbling thing

Cruising down the freeway, born in the land of the muscle cars

Sweeping through the corners, turning up the beat

Flying rising breathless artificial octane steed

Cursing the price at the gasoline pump

I peel out the station, let's get out of this dump

Reckless, foolish, empty, riding on a hurricane

But I can taste the irony

That I would think so much of me

To imagine I go anywhere at all

This little car I ride inside

Could keep on driving after I die

Win the gold at the auto show in 2093

As I go through life I'm constantly humbled by how small and how limited I am

And yet when i keep my heart open, I feel this call in the wind, and the warm sun - to be Like that dandelion seed floating in the breeze, tiny and powerless on my own, but lofted Up to the limitless sky by this powerful breeze beneath me. To admit my need to be lifted Up, and shown the eternal horizon stretching out before me.

So fly, dandelion fly