I'm alone in my room but I'm satisfied
Writing in the musical flow
Kayaking through a river on a mountain
Where it ends, I do not know
Thoughts appear much easier
The world, I feel, I could decipher
If given a pen and enough time
Plus a few joints and a lighter
Because the reason that I'm satisfied
In my room, in music, all alone
Is the fact that this morning, I got high
And that I'm only peaceful when I'm stoned