Reporter

Reporter call my phone

You’re holding onto smoke

The sky is like a blueprint for itself

Traitors eat the young on the borderline

Separating eyes

Couldn’t see it on TV

Didn’t see it in the streets

Where have the saviors gone?

Beto’s not the one

Babe, I know you want it, but it’s so

Wonder if he knows

I wonder if he knows

The feeling comes and goes

As he wanders on

In the earth a stream

In the final night a dream

I’d like to roll along

The kingdom when it comes

Where all souls sing along

Time revealed

Like a wheel within a wheel

Nothing else was real

Babylon adored

The serpent or the sword

Not a burning face was bored

Red, white, blue and ash

The rider free at last

The masters with a thousand masks

Reporter did you ask

The words of first and last

Go tell them to the past

Tell them all you know

Tell them it was true