Abby Cole

Dandelion Wine

Abby Cole


The summer killed the bees
Too hot to even sleep at night
Underneath the ground, it bleeds
Tangled in the weeds

I am alive, I am alive, I am alive, I am alive
I am alive, I am alive

The lonely one will find us
He knows we drown in sadness
The houses swallowed down as
We try
To grasp at anything

I am alive, I am alive, I am alive, I am alive
I am alive, I am alive
I am alive, I am alive, I am alive, I am alive
I am alive, I am alive