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