Every bit of air is spent on that one breath
to blow away a dandelion

Every seed scattered will come to rest and then grow
becoming a bright yellow flower that is a symbol of spring.

But do we let them all grow for wishes to be made?
No. The older people learned that dreams don't come true.

So they cut down the flowers before the children can make wishes
and so they can't hope that their wish, something held dear to their heart will become a reality.

Everything you want, handed to you
But nothing you need is here

They'll give you the stars, the moon, all the planets.
but you can't have the Earth, you can always die of thirst.

failure                                      failure
            ­                                                                 ­                                        failure
                                                         ­             failure
                           failure                                                                                                                      failure
                                                          failure                               failure
   failure
                                      failure            ­                                                                  failure

Nothing to say,
nothing to do.

What do I do now?
Who do I turn to?

One of the best in my life
may soon be gone.

There's no place or person to turn to.
But if nothing is done, it won't be to long.

I don't know why I'm surprised.

We were never a circle,

more like a spider's web that was constantly being stretched,

tested to see how strong the threads really were.

The tendrils of smoke,

they drift on the slightest zephyr

and find their way to you

they will find any crack and break you

the smoke from a fire, the sublimation of dry ice

they don't agree but the goal is the same.