Dandelion Juice

You long for the warmth
Of the rose's embrace
To cast away your darkness
And find that special place

Violets just wont do
They lack style and grace
You're afraid that if you step out
You'll be in the path of the smiting mace

So drink your dandelion juice
And smoke your cigar real slow
Fifteen miles and falling fast
You fly the flight of a crow

Red lights and nostalgic sounds
Reminds you of your past
Slam the door and grab your keys
You want to, get away real fast.