The antique spine unfurls
From spiral slumbers
Props up the modern head
An abstract blueprint
Outlines realization
All thoughts are catalysts
Although
It's coming back to me in droves
I know
The roots have always been there
Today
It makes me happy just to play
And say
We all can share this room
To let it grow
You've got to drop that baggage
Should you let it go?
Can you let it go?
To let it grow
You've got to drop that baggage
Are you letting go?
Am I letting go?
Am I truly letting go?
Don't be afraid to let it go
Post-modern mind recedes
In coiled futures
Into the antique cave
The tranquil surface
Slowly ripples violence
All change comes from within
Understand
I count my blessings on one hand
Oh man
This high won't last forever
Tonight
I make a point to speak my mind
In time
So we can share a culture