I've made my peace
With the dandelions in my yard
Wasted the month of May
Out on the lawn pulling weeds
Bruised knees and sunburned cheeks
Blanket of green so brief
To share with nobody
Alone, the color's really bleak
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you
I'll leave my body buried under
The soil and let weeds grow over it
Let roots run through me like veins
Ventricles, and arteries
I've made my peace
With the dandelions in my yard
Calm cheeks, knees pristine;
I find the yellow beautiful
Why can't you make your peace with me?
Why can't you just appease me?
Why can't you make your peace with me?
Why can't you just release me?
