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 so so
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
You don't know
You don't

Ripe and whole we can move outside us
Ripe and whole we can move outside us
Ripe and whole we can move outside us
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'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 so so
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 break my heart
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
You don't know
You don't

Ripe and whole we can move outside us
Ripe and whole we can move outside us
Ripe and whole we can move outside us
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'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
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 nobel
Three the lizard
Four the sole

One the eagle
Two the nobel
Three the lizard
Four the sole
Four the sole
Four the sole
Four the sole