Dandelion wine
summer days were just a magazine, a magazine
a magazine….
cutting grass for gasoline, for gasoline
so i can see ya soon…
fall swooned
left me drunk in a field
dandelion wine for a year
and i packed up the dust
of all that i owned
handkerchief hung from a pole
i rolled out the day that the apples fell…
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