The Seven Rays - Todd Rundgren, Utopia

My great grandfather was a satisfied man

Contented in every way

Such was the course of his everyday life

'Til he heard of the seven rays

'Til he heard of the seven rays

'Til he heard

Every modern man, in the back of his mind

Has a problem to face

He wants security for the home in his head

All he needs is the seven rays

All he needs is the seven rays

All he needs

And when you think about tomorrow

What goes through your mind?

Now don’t nobody get uptight

Do you think that we can put up

With this shit one more night

All you need is the six more rays

All you need is the six more rays

All you need

Take one beam of light

Prism acquire

Break the white light down

Seven rays appear, seven rays appear

One: red, the ruler seeking freedom

Two: gold, the father seeking unity

Three: orange, the thinker seeking understanding

Four: yellow, the poet seeking harmony

Take the seven rays

Pure as fire

Focus anywhere

White light will appear, white light will appear

Five: green, the scientist seeking truth

Six: blue, the disciple seeking goodness

Seven: indigo, the artist seeking beauty

One: freedom

Two: beauty

Three: understanding

Four: harmony

Five: truth

Six: goodness

Seven: beauty

This may sound like a bunch of trumped up words

But we keep no secrets today

The only hope for you is in your brothers, my friend

All you need is just six more rays

All we need is the seven rays

All we need is the seven rays

All we need is the seven rays

All we need

All we need

All we need