Music: Zolile Radebe/Xolani Mchunu
Lyrics: Xolani Mchunu
One day we will shine for eternity
Turn into a Light. We are infinite energy
We’ll be free from the pain and the enemy
Fly away and turn into a beautiful memory
Lift up, High Places
Then we give thanks to High Places
We deserve it all that’s High Places
Let us toast up, toast up. It will lift the vibration
Lift up, High Places
Then we give thanks to High Places
I know you look down from High Places
Making me shine, more shine putting me in High Places
Half God Half Man, we are amazing
Half lit from the blunt that we’ve been blazing
Halftime but we’re still playing
My girl kiss girls, lipstick tasting
Some much press but I’m still not pressed
My gran is outside girl. Please get dressed.
Trynna live blessed with no regrets
And get cheques with my mates. Yeah that’s chess!
This is feeling like revenge
Sweeter than a time that you wish could never end
Sweet as popping rose ‘pagne with your friends
Arm hanging out the Benz
This is sweeter than the time that you got to pay rent
2 months in advance
2 times to the man
Said I’d never be a man
Labels never gave a chance
Never got any advance
Had to do it with my friends
Now they look at how we move ‘Oh man we’re advanced’’.
Lift up, High Places
Then we give thanks to High Places
We deserve it all that’s High Places
Let us toast up, toast up. It will lift the vibration
Lift up, High Places
Then we give thanks to High Places
I know you look down from High Places
Making me shine, more shine putting me in High Places
I stumbled across the key that can open up the world
Used to care about the key that can open up the girl
Thought God was in tears every time I saw the rain
Missed my flight but I made it to another mental plain
God takes people but the memories we keep
And the Spirit of my Mother paying visits in my sleep
Opened up my 3rd Eye and I got to have a peak
Saw things that I cannot comprehend or even speak
Manifest, vibrate, vibrate
Spiritual materialism ntwana this is high taste
Sasithola low marks, almost plunked 9th grade
Dreams of moving to the hills lapho kuqhuma i-braai vleis
Know the difference between intention and desire
Had i-span for a month and decided to retire
Told my Gran ‘’I can never call another man Sire’’
Told her that my only job on this earth is to inspire
Lift up, High Places
Then we give thanks to High Places
We deserve it all that’s High Places
Let us toast up, toast up. It will lift the vibration
Lift up, High Places
Then we give thanks to High Places
I know you look down from High Places
Making me shine, more shine putting me in High Places
Siyabonga, siyabonga
Siyabonga, siyabonga, siyabonga
Siyabonga, siyabonga
Siyabonga, siyabonga
Siyabonga, siyabonga, siyabonga
Siyabonga, siyabonga