The flowers or should i say
The crewmen's heads all stood in bloom
Almost in a praying pose
To embrace the gloom
As we rode cross the beach
I thought i could feel strange plants
Feelers reaching out of for me
Touched by the grace
This mind bending majesty
Fading away
Logic's supposed to leavewe're here to stay
The plants gave us amnesty
Screw our trip
We are tripping into the day
A beautiful place
Jellyfish could roam
The air and mister
Goldsteen himself
Came to greet us in his lair
On an ocean of green
Sturdy boats rode along
Reaching out for a surreal scene
The old crew was waiting
And we knew for sure
We found treasure indeed
Touched by the grace
This mind bending majesty
Fading away
Logic's supposed to leavewe're here to stay
The plants gave us amnesty
Screw our trip
We are tripping into the day
Touched by the grace
Standing right next to me
An unknown face
Wild looks indeed
Kind of familiar
Kind of a mirrored me
They've come to prey
On us while we're wasting away
Touched by the grace
This mind bending majesty
Fading away
Logic's supposed to leavewe're here to stay
The plants gave us amnesty
Screw our trip
We are tripping into the day