I eat a mango and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll
Star fruit so simple and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll
How could I feel soso when I'm feeling like a little honey can roll
Tart but not total and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll
When I was young I thought fruit was an infinite thing
I'd be sad to wake up and find all of
my cherries are charred or they're rotted to ruin
It seems we all can't last
Oh Pink Lady your days so distinguished are a movement so fluid
So smooth against my palm
Reminisce of the days when they all praised your sweet
Red Delicious
When a farmer picks a good thing
When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next
Then a kid he picks a good thing
When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next
Then a chef she makes a good thing
When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next
Then a mayor eats a good thing
When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next
Ripe and whole we can move outside us
Take for me take for me pictures of valleys with lemons hung
Dangling dangling they will be released
every little piece does make a one
Brown on the ground can you show me a way I can simplify
Comfort me comfort me after the battles and sleepless nights
I'm just a rush
Rush to blow upon the fire
You're just a rush
Rush to blow open my mind
I eat a mango and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll
Star fruit so simple and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll
How could I feel soso when I'm feeling like a little honey can roll
Tart but not total and I'm feeling like a little honey can roll
When I want fruit I can find it wherever I please
What if I crack my eyes and find dudes on the street
waiting in lines or scrounging for berries
I'm losing things so fast
One day maybe I'll have a cool kid with a Granny
but I don't have a pose for applesauce on clothes
Reminisce of the days when my mom made it all seem delicious
When a farmer picks a good thing
When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next
Then a kid he picks a good thing
When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next
Then a chef she makes a good thing
When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next
Then a mayor eats a good thing
When you think you don't know you don't know what comes next
Ripe and whole we can move outside us
Take for me take for me pictures of valleys with lemons hung
Dangling dangling they will be released
every little piece does make a one
Brown on the ground can you show me a way I can simplify
Comfort me comfort me after the battles and sleepless nights
I'm just a rush
Rush to blow upon the fire
You're just a rush
Rush to blow open my mind
Why should I rush
Rush to blow upon the fire
Why do I rush
Rush to blow upon the fire
One the eagle
Two the noble
Three the lizard
Four the soul