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“Smoke with the Maker” [Verse 1] I was floatin’ through the void where the starlight bends, Past the edge of the cosmos where time don’t end. Saw a shadow in the fire, in the color of sound, The Great Creator standin’ there, light all around. He said, “Son, you’ve been ridin’ with your head in the haze, Now you’ve found the source of the cosmic blaze. Roll one up, let the smoke unwind, And I’ll show you the secrets outside your mind.” [Pre-Chorus] Hands to the heavens, lungs full of flame, Every breath I take calls out your name. Reality cracks, and the colors collide, With the Great Creator sittin’ right by my side. [Chorus] I smoke with the Maker in the astral skies, High in creation where infinity lies. Through fire, through shadows, through the cosmic whole, We blaze to warm the body and ignite the soul. [Verse 2] He sparked the blunt with the light of a star, Took a drag, passed it on, said, “You’ve come far. Every galaxy’s a rhythm, every planet’s a beat, And the smoke is the bridge where the mortal and divine meet.” I felt my veins hum like an endless chord, My heartbeat drummed like a thunderous war. The truth hit hard, but the hit hit harder, Creator laughed loud — and the smoke moved farther. [Pre-Chorus] Hands to the heavens, lungs full of flame, Every breath I take calls out your name. Visions explode where the dark unfolds, And the secret of life is the smoke we hold. [Chorus] I smoke with the Maker in the astral skies, High in creation where infinity lies. Through fire, through shadows, through the cosmic whole, We blaze to warm the body and ignite the soul. [Bridge] Yeah… exhale galaxies, inhale time, Universe bending in a crooked rhyme. Nebulas dance in the palm of my hand, The Creator nods slow, says, “Now you understand.” [Final Chorus] I smoke with the Maker in the astral skies, High in creation where infinity lies. Through fire, through shadows, through the cosmic whole, We blaze to warm the body and ignite the soul. [Outro] Creator by my side with a cosmic grin, Said, “The trip never ends, it just loops again.” One spark, one flame, and the darkness broke… The universe began with a single toke. Support this channel: https://streamlabs.com/tripstoneheathen