The Messenger told me to rise, Admit what I know
But the story's got me tongue-tied, to the pit of my Soul
See the Governor's Starry Surprise, is already told
While to Horse that's taut to the Vine, Still knocks at the door...

Silent but Deadly
...crawling like a thief in the night, you know the rogue's come home to roost

Situation
...surely critical, about the road we gotta choose
If we let the system buy our Souls, and sell the Farm for Fool's Gold
Then all the while we try to figure out what's real

The Messenger told me to rise, Admit what I know
But the story's got me tongue-tied, to the pit of my Soul

Smiling and Friendly
...kinda' quizzical, like she was Da Vinci's girl

Situation
...surely critical, if we're gonna change the World
If we let the Matrix break the dams, and Work of Ages make the Plans
Then what the hell's the point of trying to break the seal?

Yes, The Messenger told me to rise...
Yes, The Messenger told me to rise...
Yes, The Messenger told me to rise...
...if We're gonna change the world