Dandelions

Where you goin’?
Where you goin’?
You’ve flown so far.
You’ve flown so far.

Little girl with curly hair ran outside to play
The air was hazy and the sun ablaze
Reaching hands, reaching
She wanted everything from life
And all was for the taking
For the offering
*blows a whisper wind*
Dandelions fly as she twirls
through the tall grass
Lifting all that rests towards the sky
Reaching hands, reaching
Gilded butterflies she caught in her grasp
Running, holding fast running
Only to unfold and cry
As she grappled to understand why
She was covered in butterfly dust
She was covered in butterfly dust
Only to unfold and cry
*blows a whisper wind*
Dandelions