Sugar Cane

There’s gotta be a word for this, perfect bliss, while we smoke up
Cloudy in the morning when I wake up high and some ways changed
Moving on, moving on
Need to relapse and chill, cause I am not a quittah
Hangin with the hittas, my faith is speaking up
Talkin till my paper ups, and builds a way
A grand escape
All you ever do is change, but I am no different
And everything is sugar cane, feet on the ceiling
My heart is grasping at the wind for you
Maybe I should learn from this
But I hope to never wake up from dreaming
You gave a damn, held back an ocean
Who could ever take that?
All you ever do is change, but I am no different
And everything is sugar cane, feet on the ceiling
Kiss me like a tidal wave, let your love drag me down the trenches
My heart is grasping at the wind for you
My heart is grasping at the wind for you
My heart is grasping at the wind for you
My heart is grasping at the wind for you