She moves in black and white
Singing me silent lullabies
With her hands in my sleeves
Cinnamon skies fall at our feet

We are higher love
Searching for a rush
We don't need them but
We still take drugs
Fire in our blood
Magnets in our lungs
We don't need them but
We still take drugs

Down in the basement
Smoking clouds
And flying higher than the spacemen

Her meditation
She calls it holy
But I call it medication

She moves in black and white
Singing me silent lullabies
With her hands in my sleeves
Cinnamon skies fall at our feet

We are higher love
Searching for a rush
We don't need them but
We still take drugs
Fire in our blood
Magnets in our lungs
We don't need them but
We still take drugs