On my wings I carry a message
I am the wind through your hair
lifting hares from their holes
Look folks it's magic!
Now come waltz with me in
this newly found court
The judgement is yours
"To be or not to be"
I have so many questions
Now that we've reveiled
The night's endeavors
Why do we allow History to repeat?
We the people who are sacrificed and silenced
Who out there has the eyes to see and
is also infected with a "knew" type of fever?
Cabin fever folks
How can we be content with the way
our earned cash is spent?
I say it's time to find the means and
make it end
Can you see rock bottom yet?
Let us breed rapidly our ideas
I bring this to you a silent prayer