Dandelions in the Barbed Wire

[male vocal] [Intro] Whispering winds through rusted wire hum A battlefield silent where the dandelions come Scattered like memories on blood-soaked ground No one to hear their fragile sound [Verse 1] A concrete wall where the ivy won’t cling A broken watch with a stopped silver spring And the barbed wire curls like a crown of thorns Over the soil where a promise was born A single seed on a breath of despair Landed right there in the cold, iron air No flag to fly, no trumpet to blow Just a sun that’s too tired and too weary to glow [Chorus] Oh, dandelions in the barbed wire Yellow flames on a funeral pyre Reaching for a sky you’ll never own In this ruined field, so utterly alone You bloom for shadows, for ghosts in the rain In a world of hurt, you’re a sweet, silent pain [Verse 2] A rusted canteen and a faded name Buried deep in a forgotten shame The rain comes down, it’s a slow, gray weep Washing the trenches where the memories sleep And your roots hold tight to the shrapnel and stone To the heart of the silence, to the chill in the bone A splash of gold in a landscape of gray A tiny rebellion at the break of day [Chorus] Oh, dandelions in the barbed wire Yellow flames on a funeral pyre Reaching for a sky you’ll never own In this ruined field, so utterly alone You bloom for shadows, for ghosts in the rain In a world of hurt, you’re a sweet, silent pain [Bridge] The doves flew off when the first shot rang And left their feathers where the echoes hang Now only the thistle and the thorn agree On the borders of this misery But you push through the crack with a desperate grace A lonely smile on a stern, metal face A wish unspoken, a puffball of white Carried off by the indifferent night [Verse 3] Seasons may turn, but the wire stays cold A story of violence, forever retold And the dandelions come with the softest tread To blanket the dreams of the unmourned dead They don’t ask for pardon, they don’t curse the ground They just turn their faces where the light can be found A fragile army in a war never won Beneath the stare of a heartless sun [Chorus] Oh, dandelions in the barbed wire Yellow flames on a funeral pyre Reaching for a sky you’ll never own In this ruined field, so utterly alone You bloom for shadows, for ghosts in the rain In a world of hurt, you’re a sweet, silent pain [Outro] And when your petals fall like whispered goodbyes On the metal that scars the earth and the skies The wind will return, so bitter and slow To sing of the beauty the ruins still know Of dandelions in the barbed wire Just dandelions in the barbed wire.