(If the world ah confuse you
And you ah worried
And you don't have no time to think
Herb is that thing that give you a likkle time for ya self
So you can live, if you use it.
The more you accept herb
Is the more you accept Rastafari)

Oh Gaia, how potent your flower
I can hear my own heart beating
This burning desire
Oh Gaia, keep taking me higher
On your leaves, I'll keep living
I sing to your choir
Oh
When I don't wanna get out of the bed in the morning
When I'm trying to get my head out of the deep
When I'm staring at the ceiling. So bleak; boring
Can't sleep, I'm bawling
Viridian skies
Ecstasies of my life
Where the fishes fly and it rains upwards
See I don't wanna leave
Call me dumb or naive
Just let me fall even deeper
And get high on my aether
I don't need prescriptions to get there
There's no restrictions when I'm here
I feel the music, I feel my soul
I need this space to believe
In who I am, what I need
I need this space to believe, believe
Oh Gaia, how potent your flower
I can hear my own heart beating
This burning desire
Oh Gaia, keep taking me higher

On your leaves, I'll keep living
I sing to your choir
Give me life, give me air, let me breathe
Give me sun, give me growth, let me live
See my eyes, are they red? Are they clear?
Let me sit in the calm, let me hear
Let me think, let me sense, let me ponder
Let me roam, let me wander
In the 6th, let me be
In the 3rd, let me see
Oh Gaia, how potent your flower
I can hear my own heart beating
This burning desire
Oh Gaia, keep taking me higher
On your leaves, I'll keep living
I sing to your choir

(See dem just say
"No you mustn't use it, you musn't use it because it make you rebel..."
... Against what?)