Curator of Dreams

Neon signs, guide me through these nightlands Find my spot, where the vibes are just right, man [Verse 2] Breathe it in, this haze that cuts the silence Herbs so fresh, buzz feels like a science Lights reflect in canals, like a siren She looks up, sparks a flame, no denying Roamin' streets for the green light, find it Searchin' shops for the strain that's the finest Amsterdam glow, got me flyin', no hidin' Catch her eyes, she's the queen of this highland [Chorus] In the café, she serves me the fire (Fire) Rollin' buds like she's quenching desires (Desires) Bass bounces, while the crowd's in motion (Motion) Locking eyes in a room full of potion (Potion) [Verse 3] She whispers strains, like a secret worth keepin' Hitting notes, that have my heart steady leaping Twisting tight, her technique’s beyond compare Clouds around us, but it's clear when she's near Got that silver Haze, dancing through my mind (Through my mind) She's the artist, craft in each bud you find (Find) [Verse 4] Every corner, every café has its charm (Its charm) But she's the magic in this green wonderland (Wonderland) Sips of coffee blend with laughter, we're alive (We're alive) In the smoke, our hearts are beating in overdrive (Overdrive) Through the smoky room, her moves are like a trance (Like a trance) She reads my intent, says 'Follow me, take a chance' (Take a chance) In her kingdom of green, each jar's her domain (Her domain) Every whispering leaf tells a story, not the same (Not the same) Inhale the vibe, let go of the mundane (The mundane) She's curating dreams, this ain't just Mary Jane (Mary Jane)