Wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up I meditate on floating letters towards me I meditate on reading 'til the morning When the quiet comes, the quiet calms my bruises Find a home away from home on the road cruising My meditation absent in the evening Communicate through language of your choosing I meditate and drive after I levitate I only stimulate intense impulses Wake up (oh, baby won't you wake up), wake up (Follow with the rhythm of the music) Wake up, wake up I separate thе conscious from the juicy I honor that my third eye works so separately Me on frequency number one you on number three After midnight, get my mind right become ecstasy, too The flex of the body so loosely Got spaces to move in to hide but I'm choosing To go on a ride to where they're consuming Courage of being becoming, breathing To the rhythm of the music Wake up, wake up Wake up (follow with the rhythm of the music), wake up Wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up It was my mom who always used to tell me We're the choices we make She used to explain this to me With the example of a tree You have the tree and the roots are at the very bottom They touch the soil and are inevitably who you are at the core She'd say