Dandelion Wine

I skulk through the skeleton trees The birds and the sun have both flown I daresay, a damnable scheme Is hidden in midwinter's moan Afloat in a frozen white flood Disheveled, I shuffle the floor The fix for what's freezing my blood Rests behind the red cellar door Dandelion wine Just half a spoonful, and everything's fine Summoning days Of summer in bloom, chasing winter away I should be raking my roof The snow drift is dangerously high But I've found my favorite proof And the barrel is barely half dry Dandelion wine Just half a spoonful, and everything's fine Summoning days Of summer in bloom, but it's slipping away Dandelion wine Just half a spoonful, and everything's fine Dandelion wine Just half a bottle, and everything's fine Dandelion wine (The barrel is dry as a bone) Dandelion wine (The snow is still falling like ash) Dandelion wine (The ceiling is starting to groan) Dandelion wine (Then everything ends with a crash) Crushed like a rat in a trap Buried in beams of rough pine It's cold now, and catacomb black Dreaming of dandelion wine