Buried underneath
The rubble of images
Obscurity, distortion, manipulation, supposition
Will I discover
...
The harder you pursue
The farther it goes away
That is the rule of reality
Called the Dream
...
No money, power and
Militaristic might
Of the whole world
Can make a woman
...
The Dream
Buried underneath
The rubble of images
Obscurity, distortion, manipulation, supposition
Will I discover
A real you
In the Dream called society
Buried underneath
The rubble of images
Obscurity, distortion, manipulation, supposition
Will you discover
A real me
Step outside the city limits of the Matrix
to the place they call Zion
When you have chance to sneak out
That is where I find you
For what you are