Come Smoke My Herb - Meshell Ndegeocello

My voices tell me

Be still

Have faith

Stay clear of the rat race

It’s alright

I’m simple like the flowers

And just love

And worry not

About tomorrow

Be simple like the flowers

Come smoke my herb

Make your heart like the ocean

Your mind like the clear blue sky

Come smoke my herb

Make your heart like the ocean

Your mind like the clear blue sky

Come smoke my herb

Do you believe

Creation desires your devotion

Through murder and death

We squabble over

The pieces of the earth

The true beasts are

Those who believe in creation

Without mother, womb or birth

Be simple like the flowers

Come smoke my herb

Make your heart like the ocean

Your mind like the clear blue sky

Come smoke my herb

Make your heart like the ocean

Your mind like the clear blue sky

Come smoke my herb

Clear blue sky

Clear blue sky

Clear blue sky

Come smoke my herb

Make your heart like the ocean

Your mind like the clear blue sky

Clear blue sky

Your mind like the clear blue sky