Imagine this, as we part                                                                                     She was better, more moral.
Our perception of reality, expressed as a chart                                                      And she was willing.
we lost TV to Murdoch, the press to the sharks                                                     She could find the strength goddammit.
the internet is our final channel to connect to the mark                                          She would protect lifekind if it was the last thing she did.                             
No rhetorical questions at last                                                                              This world was a sick, crying toddler.
If we lose this frequency, we'll be left in the dark                                                   And she was about to force the medicine down its throat.