Expanded Minds
Post-americana, raspy female vocals with throat fry, drawl, psychedelic, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, wailing electric guitar, heavy rhythm, slow build, minor key, neo-psychedelia, 1960s
Expanded Minds
Post-americana, raspy female vocals with throat fry, drawl, psychedelic, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, wailing electric guitar, heavy rhythm, slow build, minor key, neo-psychedelia, 1960s
Lyrics
Verse 1
It was the strongest acid I’ve ever had
for days I walked around in a haze.
When I finally dared to look into a mirror
I couldn’t recognize my face.
Verse 2
They say it expands your mind, you know,
but I wouldn’t be so sure.
Besides, I would say my mind already was
pretty damn open from before.
Chorus
Yeah, acid can be fun, sometimes it helps,
but don’t mistake the trip for truth.
Crystals won’t cure your cancer,
and the stars don’t care about you.
No, the stars don't care about you.
Verse 3
I’ve seen people chasing visions,
like they were gospel carved in stone.
But the cosmos doesn’t hand out wisdom,
some of that you find on your own.
Chorus
Yeah, acid can be fun, sometimes it helps,
but don’t mistake the trip for truth.
Crystals won’t cure your cancer,
and the stars don’t care about you.
No, the stars don't care about you.
Bridge
A mind that’s really open
doesn’t swallow every lie.
It questions, doubts, and laughs out loud,
keeps both feet on the ground while it flies.
[Chorus (repeat)}
Yeah, acid can be fun, sometimes it helps,
but don’t mistake the trip for truth.
Crystals won’t cure your cancer,
and the stars don’t care about you.
No, the stars don't care about you.
End