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Love Bomb
by Michael W. Brown - 10/10/26 08:09 PM
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Goldroom
by Gary E. Andrews - 10/08/26 01:40 PM
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I had in mind that I would write this song for my current project last. And that it would be informed by the other songs. But they come when they're ready, I guess. Dandelion Wine is here: https://youtu.be/1IIVkxKE0y4I'll stick the lyric below. Thanks for any comments. Scott Dandelion Wine (c) 2018 by SW Campbell The summer when I was ten, me and my best friend Cass Strung up an old hammock just to watch the clouds roll past Loafing over fresh cut clover, chewing blades of grass And I’d say I bet this tastes just like dandelion wine I bet this tastes just like dandelion wine Then I’d follow her to the fruit cellar beneath her basement stair We’d share the cool with her father’s tools and her mother’s canning wares Breathe the scent of peaches and machine oil in the air And she’d say I bet this smells just like dandelion wine I bet this smells just like dandelion wine There was more to it we would suppose Like pedals from my mother’s roses Water from the garden hose Cool and glistening Dandelions and the scents Of crab apples and canvas tents But there was one ingredient We were missing One day me and Cassie May said our last goodbye Their moving van sat gassed and packed beneath an empty sky I kissed her on the cheek just as a tear leaked from her eye And I thought I bet that tastes just like dandelion wine I bet that tastes just like dandelion wine
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