I'll meet you offline
in the dying meadow's grass
away
from lifeless, prying eyes
beneath the broken mountain
pass
Offline
where we can stand and fly our flag
where
hearts and fists shall gather round
the ruins of our dreaming
past
I'll meet you offline
beside the drying sea
see
the lies, pull out their teeth
rage against the tyranny
I'll
meet you offline
far from that accursed screen
where we
will rise up
and fight to be free.