Utopia - King Woman

I among the sleeping crown

Taking hand

You draw it out

There’s a hunger in my being

Flooded by an emerald high

You are unearthed

I discover

Washing over

Holy other

Oh, it’s surreal, it’s surreal, it’s surreal

Yeah

Oh, it’s surreal, it’s surreal, it’s surreal

Yeah

Eye among the sleeping crown

Taking hand you draw it out

There’s a hunger in my being

Flooded by an emerald high

You are unearthed

I discover

Washing over

Holy other

And is this my reality?

And is this really happening?

And is this my reality?

And is this really happening?