[Intro – shaky acoustic strum, someone coughs into the mic, tambourine late] [Verse 1 – earnest but clumsy] A whisper in the meadow, a breeze across the land, A message for the people you can’t quite understand. It rises from the silence, it lingers in the air, A movement for the moment, though you don’t know it’s there. [Chorus – group chant, way too serious] Silent but deadly, the power is near, Silent but deadly, though nothing is clear. A change in the wind, a truth that won’t lie, Silent but deadly, it passes you by. [Verse 2 – badly forced metaphors] The generals keep talking, the cannons fire loud, But quiet brings the justice that settles on the crowd. A gust of revolution, unseen yet profound, It slips into the gathering without a sound. [Chorus – louder, some off key] Silent but deadly, the power is near, Silent but deadly, though nothing is clear. The winds of tomorrow, they tell us to try, Silent but deadly, it passes you by. [Bridge – spoken word, faux-poetic, awkward pauses] It is the hush that shakes the halls. The murmur that clears the room. It is the blast you cannot see… But everyone knows it’s there. [Solo – flute squeaks, acoustic strum stumbles, someone giggles] [Final Chorus – chaotic group shout] Silent but deadly, the people will say, Silent but deadly, it’s leading the way. A force of the future, a cloud in the sky, Silent but deadly, it drifts, then it dies. [Outro – guitar buzz, tambourine drops, someone mutters “sorry about that” off mic]
