So I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time
And all the surfaces that we reach for again and again
Will give way to the secrets that stir within your stem
Cause Dandelion your truth grows within
The rest will all just wither away
Such a heart of gold
though to most your just a pest
You may have been gentlest one of all
You had so much to say but no one would open their ears
You had so much to give but they've been blinded by their fears
Can't find freedon in the values of this world
So I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time