Somewhere between the clouds I've finally seen a good sign All of the sudden what was dark now became so bright But you are asking me if weed took me higher Or maybe what I saw was God? (cha!) The point is not what I saw and I am not liein' You won't understand without triein' Under the stormy surface my mind is always quiet Instead of chasing happiness I've found it in my life Still you are asking me if weed took me higher Or when I wrote it was I drunk? The point is not what I did and I am not liein' You won't understand without triein' All I know sometimes we have to stop Let our mind take a shape of a drop Scrumble out of this devolish trap All I know sometimes we have to stop To take a look inside of our mind Look inside of our mind...