Speaking In Spirits

What a funny world we live, head says to my feet
Bless him holy smokers laugh, bless his swollen cheeks
Damn, maybe I better off talking to myself, granted I not the man that I was when I left
Your side

Now I’m standing toe to toe, devil staring me down
I ain’t running no sir, knock down drag out
And I’ll fall, into the cosmic experience, Like a child, going out, just to find
Who he is, and love, love, love

What a funny world we live, head says to my feet
Bless him holy smokers laugh, bless his swollen cheeks
Damn, maybe I better off talking to myself, granted I not the man that I was when I left
Your side

What a funny world we live I am just a grain, of sand in the Universe
And that is okay, cause I know, that we all go
Back to the womb once more
And love, love, love