From the recording Connection Sketches
Lyrics
This song has vocables, rather than lyrics.
(It was sung to me by a dandelion flower in seed, as my six-month-old baby daughter, Juniper Hope, reached out in baby earnest & beautiful concentration to take hold, to wrap her chubby little fingers around the stem. Storm clouds moved heavily across the sky, over the valley, and a wind whispering the coming rain moved through the poplar leaves of the tree we sat beneath. )