amplified for pain / the first chord is struck
deaf and blind / the zealous crowd cheers
listening to truth / a song, no words to hear

on the street a beggar / weakly on his knees
an insult to our kindness / no charity in the open
passivity condemned / our best invention

a car races past / red lights, a thump and screams
the radio was on / told of bad weather
bad news indeed / eyes intent on future - no more

a man in white preaches / doom is upon us all
they never listen / they've heard the minister speak
whatever faith in power / a preacher is no good at all

the green was calling / nature's offers carved by skillfull hands
why the boy outside / he looked like he was starving
no dreams. no food / no reason he'd be heard

how fluently they speak / the new language of the land
the opressor and the slave / walk almost hand in hand
the tourist wonders / all names are old and strange

and I mind my own business / wash my blood drenched hands
take heed of yourself / close the eyes for a while
to the tune of a lullaby / the world is just and fair

clap your hands / the jester takes his bow
he breaks the lute / makes a string of cords
so elegant and strong / [hangs himself]



// CEC, what? ... Active ingredient: boredom.