I Can Be Wrong, I Can Be Wrong But Something Lies

The Astral Skies, Can't Get These Pictures Off My Mind

Smoking Sunshine, Can't Get My Feet Back On The Ground

The Astral Skies, They Keep Me Rolling ... Rolling High



I Can Be Right, I Can Be Right But Something Lies

The Astral Skies, Can't Get These Pictures Off My Mind

Smoking Sunshine, Can't Get My Feet Back On The Ground

The Astral Skies, They Keep Me Rolling ... Rolling High



They Keep Me Rolling High



Like If I Smoked A Million, We Have Got A Mountain Full Of

Speed

We Take Another One For His Millions, We Have Got A Forest

Full Of Weed

We're Smoking Anything We Can Do, We're Breathing Sound Into

The Sky

We Keep Them Rolling High



But That's Why I Keep Falling

Because I Never Thought These Pictures In Broken Glass

Could Ever Come Again ...And Now I Burn



I Wanna Give It To You Huney