In Gowan Ring Dandelion Wine
And then in the springtime
Remember our stashed away
Bottles of dandelion wine
A day in the orchard
Lost from everything
Found last hours
We picked strawberries
Ate even the green parts
Lost in an orchard gone
We smoked flowering wines
And trees eating ambers
Lost (so we were flowers) lost (chained) gone
We brought our bottles in a basket
With flowers collected
From the day before
So we were lost
Lost are the chains of flowers
And gathers of branches
We spoke in whispers
And shouts and giggles
And even our clothes were gone
And then in the springtime
Remember our stashed away
Bottles of dandelion wine
