Today I felt the signs of divine providence
as I inhale the smoke
Tonight I fall asleep on a mountain made of burning leaves
Cause I've been burning trees so don't be waiting for me

Buckets and parachutes
they cleanse my mind and prepare my soul for you
Find a way through the haze if its pure and true
they fill my lungs and they always do
Get high from buckets, come down with parachutes

Contained in potency life flashed before my eyes
Decide your side of the line, suspended moments in time

Buckets and parachutes
they cleanse my mind and prepare my soul for you
Find a way through the haze if its pure and true
they fill my lungs and I pass the "too sweet"
Get high from buckets, come down with parachutes

I've been burning trees and spinning leaves
so come with me yeah lets spark it up

Come with me I've been asleep on burning mountains
come with me or don't be waiting for me

Find a way through the haze if its pure and true
they cleanse my mind and prepare my soul for you
Buckets and parachutes
They fill my lungs and they always do
Get high from buckets, come down with parachutes