Dandelions and Bullet Holes
Sarah Harmer

Kaleidoscope
Wheel of hope
A place to start out from
Although it started long ago
The world's work has begun

A hoola hoop
A human chain
To warm our hands and find our way
When all the lights go out
A raincoat and a french baret
The rolling hills of past mistakes
Lie quiet under the cloud

And I will long look to the churning sea
This call to arms means wrap them around
The first person you see

Dandelions in bulletholes
We stand in our civilian clothes
And blankets laid out on the lawn
Clouds of rain will all move on
And when the mist clears we will see
Both of our names on a marquee
We'll cross the ocean the same day
And then washed ashore a block away

The windmill is waiting for the same thing as the slagging sail
At the core within something like the wind is blowing at the veil

And I will long go on this inner sight
This call to arms means hold to it and hold tight

Dandelions in bulletholes
We stand in our civilian clothes
On blankets laid out on the lawn
Clouds of rain will all move on
And when the mist clears we will see both of our names on a marquee
We'll cross the ocean the same day and get washed ashore a block away

ah come one these streams of light are not so subtle
All along the ditch signs of life in sinking puddles

Dandelions in bulletholes
We stand in our civilian clothes
These blanket laids out on the lawn
And these clouds of rain move on
And when the mist clears we will see all of our names on a marquee
We'll cross the ocean the same day and get washed ashore a block away