Down the Dandelion Market

Under glassy marble skies, the light paused
It was a holy day some would say
For miles around they came to seek
On sacred ground, solace for another week
Pocket full of twine
The labyrinth sublime
Down the Dandelion
Round the Kish in eighty days
Down the Dandelion
Foreign lands, stranger ways
Down the Dandelion
Things I never seen before and I go
Down, down
Seven bells and all is well
Down the Dandelion
Raise a glass and break the spell
Down the Dandelion
Things I never seen before and I go
Under glassy marble skies
The light changed, it was a fever dream or so it seemed
The swindle’s fixed up to the nines
The same old fix, but it gets better every time