Happy early birthdays We blew out the candles, grassland cakes Our wishes held on parachutes Gliding through the wind, our youth Congratulations, you’ve been chosen Here’s a pistol matching your mittens I thought to myself “it doesn’t suit you at all” I shall carry on all this weight Leading me through the way, was your cherry blushing face If it meant that you could live your life again I’ll gladly give mine in Carrying hope, you sailed away Whose tears salted the waters, keeping you up afloat from the ocean bed? Secretly, secretly, I prayed for a storm to set you back Whose fault is it that our seeds have spread too far, leaving us nowhere to bloom? Yet the dandelions grew No more airplanes to fly, ships to sink Stuffing my plywood swimming coffin To ocean the railway extends Over the sea, that’ll be where I’ll proudly be expensed From up there, we must not look human anymore Another stage to premier your force On those monitors, are we just a little piece of white fluff? Blown off on to the floor With a white cloth on your back, you returned to me at last Whose child was I dreaming to pierce through the unworn tip of my bayonet? Whose life have I decided was less worthy of respect? Whose home did I hope to reach as I tighten the screws on balloons in lead? Whose future was lost in pursuit of mine? Yet the dandelions ate, slept, and grew The truth is, the world isn’t so small we need to step on each other But I know even if it’s only the two of us Even if we have everything, everything in our hands Still we’d fight until our last Prove me wrong Prove me wrong Prove me wrong