Powerless ?
Oppressed ?
Frightened ?
Events beyond your control ?
Bide your time.
Speak only of flowers.
IN THE CLOAK OF NIGHT
THERE’S THE HYDRA AT THE DOOR
HAVE YOU BEEN TALKING OUT OF TURN ?
IS THE FORK IN YOUR TONGUE
THE ONE THAT THE POWERS TO BE
THEY DON’T WANT YOU TO TAKE ?
IF YOU MUST SAY ANYTHING
THEN FOR PITY’S SAKE
SPEAK ONLY OF FLOWERS
IF YOUR VOICE IS TO BE HEARD
FOR YOUR CHILDRENS SAKE
SPEAK ONLY OF FLOWERS
IN THE STILL OF NIGHT
FORCE AND VENGEANCE ON THE PROWL
THEY’RE SEEKING OUT THE INDISCREET
DOES THE TRUTH THAT YOU SPEAK
SAIL THE POISONED SHIP OF STATE ?
SAIL TOO CLOSE TO THE WIND
IF YOU MUST SAY ANYTHING
THEN FOR PITY’S SAKE
SPEAK ONLY OF FLOWERS
IF YOUR VOICE IS TO BE HEARD
FOR YOUR CHILDRENS SAKE
SPEAK ONLY OF FLOWERS
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