Waking up where the Pacific mist meets the golden sand,
A gentle breeze rolls through the redwoods, healing the land.
Got that Humboldt cure curing all the stress in my mind,
Leaving all the heavy chains of Babylon far behind.
Spark the herb, watch the smoke dance toward the blue sky,
Connecting with the ancestors, letting the spirit fly.
From the Monterey Bay, where the rhythm starts to sway,
I’m bathing in the California sun, washing the dark away.[hook] Oh, lift it high, let the vibration rise,
Reflecting the gold of the coast in our eyes.
True roots vibration, spiritual elevation,
Ganja in the air, bringing peace to the nation.
Yeah, we’re rising up, under the golden sun,
The healing of the people has only just begun.[verse2] Down by Avila Beach, the tide pulls the worries out deep,
While the sacred plant helps the soul wake up from its sleep.
Not just a smoke, it’s a prayer in every single breath,
A bridge to the light, conquering the shadow of death.
Pyramid flow, building knowledge, stone by stone,
Feeling the heartbeat of the earth in the marrow of the bone.
California sunshine, warming the spirit inside,
On this reggae revolution, we’re taking a smooth ride.[bridge] Revolution in the frequency, clarity in the soul,
When the herb is the teacher, the fragmented become whole.
No borders, no walls, just the rhythm and the light,
Passing through the veil, everything is gonna be alright.
Higher heights, deeper roots, the truth is unfurling,
In the garden of the coast, watch the new day swirling.[hook] Oh, lift it high, let the vibration rise,
Reflecting the gold of the coast in our eyes.
True roots vibration, spiritual elevation,
Ganja in the air, bringing peace to the nation.
Yeah, we’re rising up, under the golden sun,
The healing of the people has only just begun.
