Woke up this mornin’
Wondering what I should do
Found out last night
I need a whole different kinda world-view
Thought that I was enlightened
Thought my maps were just fine
But now I see they’re just remnants of some old
Transcended paradigm
I got them, postmodern blues
Yeaaah I feel like tomorrow’s food
Oh yes I know the world’s evolving
But am I what it’ll include?
Woke up this morning
With a problem to solve
How to find me that Tao
let my noosphere evolve
Tried to see all as relative
and of social construction
But all I saw in that hall of mirrors was
my own ego’s reflection
Got them, postmodern blues
Yeaaaah searchin’ for unfolding truths
I can feel the span before me
But it’s depth that I could use
Woke up this mornin’
Knowin’ where I should be
Embracing all levels
In this cosmic holarchy
Four quadrants together
For better or worse
Are all inter-woven
In this here uni-verse
You see them, postmodern blues
Yeaaaah it’s something we can choose
Just look and see the cosmos blooming
And then go out and spread the news
You know that spirit is in action
So let’s go and spread the news
