Lyrics
You know like the back of your hand
Who let 'em in?
You got me into this mess
So you get me out
You know like the back of your hand
Your bell jar
Your collection
Ingenue
You got me into this mess
Fools rushing in
Yeah, and they know it
The seeds of the dandelion
You blow away
In good time
I hope, I pray
If I'm not there now
Physically
I'm always before you
Come what may
And you know it
Fools rushing in
Yeah, well, you know it
Who let them in?
Yeah, well, you know it
Gone with a touch of your
Gone with a touch of your hand
Move through the moment
Though it betrays
Transformations
Jackals and flames
If I knew now
What I knew then
Just give me more time
I hope and pray
I mistake
All you say
The seeds of the dandelion
You blow away
