I was a little kid, born from acid drip
A little space cadet, with a shaven head
Skidded clippers around my ears, wore a crystal helmet, Nick
Best-earned amethyst, aged Aquarius
Pocahontas colours off the rim, my mantras sung out with a voice of innocence
High notes, mountainous
Lord, I've kept the news
Painted in the wind
Sing from the mountain
A tiny country kid
Raised by a village
T-shirt as a dress
When I'm out there
With the Nick
Had a lyric in my head
And a rhythm in my step
Felt it from my chest
Wildest dreams I've dreamed
A lady held my face and said
Keep on top of it, I know you can't go wrong
The high notes, mountainous
Lord, I've kept the news
Skidded clippers around my ears, wore a crystal helmet, Nick
Best-earned amethyst, aged Aquarius
Pocahontas colours off the rim, my mantras sung out with a voice of innocence
High notes, mountainous
Skidded clippers around my ears, wore a crystal helmet, Nick



Sleeping inside of me
Feeling the ocean
Cali and I
Marking our storm
She said, keep on top of it, you got it
I know you can't go wrong
It's a long way, but when you get there
I know that you have it all
She held my face and she sang to me
Believe me
Believe me
Believe me
Believe me