Honey Harper Strawberry Lite
Walking on a certain kind of cloud
Knowing what you want
When your hand points to the sky
Mellow houses sway in your backyard
The sun shines from your window
And it shines so bright
Walking around in that strawberry light
Knowing for sure that you're going to be fine
Drown in the tears of your own bitter life
Slowly hold the hands of fateless time
Melt into the stone
And then you'll know
Violence in your heart
Leaves when you already know what to say
When you're near
And you hear
The angel's voices
Tonight's divine