Lyrics
Mind turning curves
Burning herbs to learn
Speaking bourbon slurs
Splicing separate words
Reconnect the verbs
Backseatin' girls
Tryin' to see the world
From this mental pearl
Now time is in a faraday
Still so far away
But close and dangerous
Like some steel machine
That's steady tucked away
Gremlin trippy rapping
Cashing out these ashes
Wrapped in words of pastors
Perilous contraptions
Will translate your captions
Edit out your actions
Purple paint your purpose
Parallel to that of serpents
Rose-colored lenses
Look away from tax expenses
And never pay attention
Rather sit here getting lifted
I had a dream of the sky though
I had a dream
I think
I had a dream of the sky though
I had a dream
I think
Complex and overtaxin'
Parallax relaxing
Talking back at fashion
Narcotics and passion
Rollie poly old
Citizens do what they told
Legislation written bold
Choke hold my little soul
Mama, papa told me
That I should follow dreams
But more awareness of propaganda
And corporate schemes
Changed the jerseys on the things that I believe
No wonder that they sleeping
Talking about American dreams
We're fiends
Modified addictions
Beauty standard tripping
Your skin color ain't included in this job description
So find your purpose worthless
Truth
Bubble up to surface
Congruent lies superfluous
When its time for curtains
So imma rolla spliff
And just forget this shit
It's time to get so lit
And sew another stitch
This wound closing
Eyes rolling
When that green potent
And imma light it
Close my eyelids and get high yeah
I had a dream of the sky though
I had a dream
I think
I had a dream of the sky though
I had a dream
I think
Written by: Cal Combs
