In the discourse the story was told of my weakness, a red light
And in the busy town center square stands peace, a policeman
He tenderly beckons me through past the rules I have groomed from my childhood
That I could just shackle him there
That I could convince him to stay
Rule in my heart
Won't you save me
From the dust, the snake and the air
The enemies, that brood in the blank space
That harden the worthy and fair
So rule in my heart, please rule in my heart
In the discourse the story was told of my synapse, a postman
He fears not Minnesota or snow for his privilege awaits him
To ignore the trails shoveled before by poor frigid fathers and grandsons
He digs his own path to the road
Every time
Rule in my heart
Won't you save me
From the dust, the snake and the air
The enemies, that brood in the blank space
That harden the worthy and fair
So rule in my heart, please rule in my heart
The enemies, revolution of blank space
Release for the worthy and fair
So rule in my heart
Please rule in my heart