We are tulips dead, roses dying
In the soil, we shall soon be lying
Run our time allotted
Or pass disregarded
Reality today shows
He is just someone you used to know
Do not slight his name
Nor refuse to share the blame
Consequences of lies
Once absorbed, no one survives
Scrape bone and feed it back
Conserve, earn, kill hope and infect
Reverse health safety law
Create demand uninsured
Question what was said
Replaying the untrue on loop in his head
Secretly they know what’s what
When the last canary in the coal mine coughs
Debts of life, chinks in the armour
Overshot due to snoozed alarm
Economics subservient to politics, while the learned
Facilitate McCarthy’s witches’ toxins churned
As the final truth is stated
Product of eastern bait exposed, naked
We accept the pretty lies
While the virus we ignore multiplies
In distance journeyed
Deceptions fulfilled unobserved
We are no more what we used to be
Putrefied tulip, rose and vaguest memories
Audio – Accept the Pretty Lies