Somebody somewhere is cultivating the herbs that I'm gonna smoke later
Somebody somewhere is setting up the shop where I'm gonna go later
In fields so green, where the sunlight gleams
They're tending to the plants, fulfilling dreams
Somebody somewhere is chopping down the tree that I'm gonna roll later
Somebody somewhere is clipping the stem for them to clone later
In the quiet of the night, under the moon's light
They're preparing the leaves, making everything right
Somebody somewhere is gathering some seeds for them to grow later
Somebody somewhere is making a secret for me to know later
In hidden groves and secret coves
They're nurturing the plants where the mystery unfolds
Somebody somewhere is chopping down the tree that I'm gonna roll later
Somebody somewhere is clipping the stem for them to clone later
In the quiet of the night, under the moon's light
They're preparing the leaves, making everything right
From the mountains high to the valleys low
In places unseen where the wild things grow
They're working with care, in the fresh open air
Bringing life to the seeds, with a touch so rare
Somebody somewhere is tending to the earth, where magic is found
From the soil to the sky, where the leaves touch the ground
In the rhythm of life, in the cycle so grand
They're creating the moments that I'll hold in my hand
Somebody somewhere is chopping down the tree that I'm gonna roll later
Somebody somewhere is clipping the stem for them to clone later
In the quiet of the night, under the moon's light
They're preparing the leaves, making everything right
Somebody somewhere is cultivating the herbs that I'm gonna smoke later
Somebody somewhere is setting up the shop where I'm gonna go later
In fields so green, where the sunlight gleams
They're tending to the plants, fulfilling dreams